Take me to the forest of freedom A pilgrimage toward the great mountain Take me to a place I believe in I call my promised land
Take me to the valley of lovers And let me hold the newborn in my arms Take me to the forest of freedom To let my spirit go
But it's over, and I'm sober Savour... the impossible... I'm crying, feel I'm dying Spellbound... by the nightingale...
Can you see the children of freedom Proceed across a sunset to the sea? Let me gather flowers of freedom And reap the fruit for all
But it's over, and I'm sober Savour... the impossible... I'm crying, feel I'm dying Spellbound... by the nightingale...
Over, and I'm sober Savour... the impossible (impossible) I'm crying, feel I'm dying Spellbound... by the singing... Over, and I'm sober Savour... the impossible (impossible) I'm crying, feel I'm dying Spellbound... by the singing... Yes, over... yes, I'm sober Savour... the impossible (impossible) I'm crying, feel I'm dying Spellbound... by the singing... Yes, it's over... yes, I'm sober Savour... the impossible (impossible) Yes, I'm crying, feel like I'm dying Spellbound... by the singing... And it's over, yes, it's over, yes, it's over... And I'm over... And I'm crying, then I'm dying... Spellbound... by the singing...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
