| Song | Requiem of December |
| Artist | Beatrik |
| Album | Requiem of December |
| The fullmoon, of late ethereal autumn | |
| Is the coldest and most melancholic | |
| All is dismal and void of life | |
| under this December's moonlight | |
| This Requiem of December is the deepest and grey | |
| Mourning and melancholia attend me in this Requiem | |
| No trace of light, within my eyes, | |
| Nor on my face so pale | |
| Reciting this funeral melody I wore my black dress | |
| This is my blue memory of an extinguishing life |