There were times before the skies were blue Before the sun could burn the dew Times without years and seasons But then when the seasons were there, all kinds of vibrations in the air The sky was blue and no scar on the velvet skin Winter, hoar-frost on the trees I think I'll stay asleep for another week Summer, I can't protect myself from the heat I think I'll find myself a shady seat
There were times before the day was born Before the rain could drown the lawn Times without years and seasons But then when the seasons were there, all kinds of vibrations in the air The rain was wet, transparent like glass Autumn, sparrows in the sky while the leaves on the branches are drying Spring, sound of a newborn life I think I'm moving on 'cause it's time
There were times before the skies were blue Before the sun could burn the dew Times without years and times without seasons There were times before the skies were blue Before the sun could burn the dew Times without years and times without seasonsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
