In your eyes appear the mystic roses Of spring Inspiring songs Of approaching summer
Many years ago The spring Even the spring Offered black orchids Of strange kind
When night falls When doves of night call Haunting me Haunting me
We listen to the mist Knowing we rest Knowing we rest Pale No longer burning Wings against the sun Wings against the sun
On your lips I sense The silent whisper of love Unspoken words For the singing of summer
Many years ago The spring Even the spring Offered black orchids Of strange kind
When night falls When doves of night call Haunting me Haunting me
We listen to the mist Knowing we rest Knowing we rest Pale No longer burning Wings against the sun Wings against the sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
