A lake of ice Where moon shines on the water The myst is cold and hard like a jewel
The strange voice of the mysterious flowers The muses, the water and the wind
Come down from the mountain highs Flow slowly from here to the valley Travel through the forest
A lake of ice Where moon shines on the water The myst is cold and hard like a jewel
The strange voice of the mysterious flowers The muses, the water and the windTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
