Not in magnificient temples Shining of gods Beat up the ghost Carrier of wealth Not in lightnes arch The beautiful altars Not in smoke of soul Candle of fire.
No that who ones there in poor cribs For his son make the cosiness That and for ghost want the intermost Hartly cribs norrowness in asylam.
Where ghost consoler arise the temple For his son shall rescue peoples Where he want live so as calm So as truth peace cladness to bring.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
