Forlorn Dancing alone on a desolate shore Forsaken, like so many times before
Radient Like a shimmering light Spreads her snow-white wings so bright
Shining Her feathers made of purest silk Shrouded in mist, like a blanket of milk
Tired Opened her beak to sing her throat sore And sang like she had never sung before
Silence A song of great knowedge and lore She sang, and then she sang no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
