Land of crying Land of grief A place of beauty and old beliefs
I'm coming back To my father's home Where children played now women mourn
Hear the pounding of the thunderstorms Through the valleys Where the fierce wind's blowing
Fear the howling of the prowling wolves FINAL CHOIR OF ENCHANTING THRENODY
Life has withered and decayed But dream and hope will never fade
It's always dark before the dawn Bury me there When I'm gone
All those who lived amongst the mountains and gazed at the moon giving its place to the sun at dawn, they never died... They just embarked for a better place beyond...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
