The warmth of the early spring night is gone Stars pass into a light dreamless sleep Can you see it? Yards wear the color of scarlet wounds Easing now winter's past torments Can you see me?
Vyšlo na albech
The warmth of the early spring night is gone Stars pass into a light dreamless sleep Can you see it? Yards wear the color of scarlet wounds Easing now winter's past torments Can you see me?