The Chosen some ride on nightly Waves Raging Waters, clear and cold The Clouds like serpents and they Dance with me A dark drift under the naked moon
Across the river i hear an whisper The Open sea speaks carefully I take a breath from the marine air My Soul is free, bold and bare
Descending spring of my deepest self Lets walk this path and feel the Night A creeping sign upon the surge Mesmerized by his boundless streght
Across the river i hear an whisper The Open sea speaks carefully I take a breath from the marine air My Soul is free, bold and bare
My source of life My outstanding harbour Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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