Testi:
Baez Joan Lowlands

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the grass, And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass, Who among them do they think could carry you? Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the

Traduzione: Joan Baez. Lowlands.

Sailing from the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing from the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing from the lowlands

from the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing from the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing from the lowlands

from the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing from the lowlands low The lowlands low, the lowlands low Sailing from the lowlands