De fokeppen, de fokeppen Nalunk ma, mint orszagunk istapja De fokeppen, de fokeppen Nalunk ma, mint orszagunk istapja Mo-o-o-rem Vam, bednenkim, nekuda
Music & Lyrics : Alex COLIN-TOCQUAINE] Look inside the past Of humanity Hear the tribes Tearing the forest serenity According to ritual They gathered
Ever wondered why? What's another lie In a dark forest of denial? What's another drop In a deep and diluted sea of compromise? The horsemen gather '
and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. On the side of a hill in the deep forest green. Tracing of sparrow on
playing mind chess then Monopoly with stress Flipping cards by the log fire with thoughts of death Got a year's supply of Bics, hiding out in Deep Six
snow lay round about, Deep and crisp and even. Brightly shown the moon that night, Though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, Gathering
sage, rosemary and thyme. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. On the side of a hill in the deep forest green. Tracing
snow lay round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though the frost was cruel When a poor man came in sight Gathering winter
Essence of the full moon, night wind chills me Fire in the distance, through forest trees We gather strength for the morrow's night This war shall be
Essence of the full moon, night wind chills me Fire in the distance, through forest trees We gather strength for the morrow?s night This war shall be
lives there, she once was a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green). Parsley, sage, rosemary
she's dying of starvation Never seen my brother, he's on another plantation My father fought back, he wasn't going for this Now he's hanging from a tree in the forest
the snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, gathering
snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, gathering
surround sound Barricaded so you can't move around now Doin this for my clan that ain't around now Buried six feet deep beneath the ground now My loud
walking Through the forest As around me Storm clouds gather But I try to forget The storm haunting me By looking towards the Deep blue sky I'm still walking through the forest
