You are a fine noise I must take care for you My heart my head to the ground To speak of such things As the sound of your wings I have not the breath In my brides eye And by her side And by her side
You are the noise The elktooth chain Lovely in the rivers mirror You stand in my circle The circle of my center here
It will take some time To get to this point Remember you are spinning Around the room I dare not rest My hands on my chest Vashene osh miashte means yes Means yes
The branches all creek together All out in the open Inside a roaring figure on the wall The streets are cobbled just for you The silver sun in my cellar well too I hear a mocking voiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
