Roaming through familiar landscapes Feeling a breath of wind in the air A downhill path lying right ahead of me Warming sunrays serve as my compass
Moving away from days of thunder
CHORUS: Finally I've found a place to come to rest In the arma of my beloved I glimpse at a bright future
Yet I have many miles to travel My way is surrounded with dandelions While I am watching the small seeds flying I discover golden roofs afar
Moving away from days of thunder
CHORUS
Unperceived a scheme steps out of the shadows Its aim is to destroy the glimmering harmonyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
