English: The Shadows Grow Longer. Translation from youtuber OiaHavanah.
Hungarians:
The Empress is beautiful.
How does she stand on Hungary?
She loves anything that her mother-in-law hates.
Then she will support us.
She looks sad.
Her child is ill.
The little Sophie has a raging fever.
Her sorrow makes her even more beautiful.
Elisabeth: No!!
Death:
Do you remember how we trembled when we two floated in dance?
You need me. Yes, you need me.
Admit that you love me more than the man at your side.
Even if you give him more, you are dragging him into the night.
The shadows grow longer. It was evening before your day began.
The shadows grow longer. The world is dying with you. Don't hold onto it.
