Child hold your tongue, your time has come Sure as the mistral blows beneath the rising sun. A new dawn broods with each blue moon Oh, child of the evergreen, you'll shine amidst the gloom.
Oh, you've found a breeze that's lifting you higher You've found a love that's stoking a fire in you. And no-one can ever steal your throne Your final foe, your feet, they must let go.
Mistral...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
