Envy of women desired by man Devoted to nature would take no man's hand Knowledge of lore healed those close to death Earth priestess praised by those she helped draw breath
Respect and awe turned to loathing and fear Whispered admonitions whenever she walked near Mysterious cures for all whom she healed superstitious warnings your soul she might steal
Chorus Child of the air, wind through her hair Beauty to behold, Innocent without shame No man will tame, thus no man can hold
In puritan times she was far ahead Swore her of the devil and sought out her head Spurred by man's greed Whose hand she wouldn't take Town pitched to fervor and burned at the stake
Chorus Child of the air, wind through her hair Beauty to behold Innocent without shame No man can tame, lost inside the flamesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
