Light touched my hands in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on. You can forget all future plans. Night touched my hand with the turning Golden Skans, From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.
Set sail from sense and all her young. Set sail from where we once begun. While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records or numbers or spaces still undone. Ruins or relics disciples and the young.
Light touched my hands in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on. You can forget all future plans. Night touched my hand with the turning Golden Skans, From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.
We sailed from sense, brought all our young. We sailed from where we once begun. While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records or numbers or spaces still undone. Ruins or relics disciples and the young.
Light touched my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on. You can forget all future plans. Night touched my hand with the turning Golden Skans, From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
