A hymn to life In the midst of dying A touch of it all is worth the strife Is it not mystifying
It is the shining light It lives in the dark It echoes everywhere In everything it leaves a mark
And the wind howls in the moor And the wind howls in the moor
It is the blessed darkness It shares the fate with the light Together they echo So the day will follow the night See for yourself and for the sake of the world
And the wind howls in the moor And the wind howls in the moorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
