Far away, far away Far away from here There is no worry after joy Or away from fear Far away from here
Her lips were not very red Nor her hair quite gold Her hands played with rings She did not let me hold Her hands playing with gold
She is something past Far away from pain Joy can touch her not, nor hope Enter her domain Neither love in vain
Perhaps at some day beyond Shadows and light She will think of me and make All me a delight All away from sight
Her lips were not very red Nor her hair quite gold Her hands played with rings She did not let me hold Her hands playing with goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
