Stars paint the darkest sky tonight, it is cold, and to north wind has blown my thoughts astray I travel along the river which takes the lives of men But the spirits of this forest accept my presence I have come to this dark land to find peace in my soul But even the brightest stars do not breathe enough light for me to find what I am looking for Snow begins to fall as I travel up this mountain, but I know that this is the path I must take... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |