Lime and limpid green the second scene the fights between the bleu you once knew floating down the sound resounds around the icy waters underground
Icy wind of night be gone, this is not your domain in the sky a bird was heard to cry misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds be like the
Flowing in the path as it leads toward the darkness in the north weary stranger's faces show their sympathy they've seen that home before If you wanna
Little by little the night turns around counting the leaves wich tremble in the dawn notices leaning on each other and yearning under the leaves the
Icy wind of night, be gome. This is not your domain. In the sky a bird was heard to cry. Misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds Belied a
: Lime and limpid green the second scene the fights between the bleu you once knew floating down the sound resounds around the icy waters underground
: Icy wind of night be gone, this is not your domain in the sky a bird was heard to cry misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds be like
: Flowing in the path as it leads toward the darkness in the north weary stranger's faces show their sympathy they've seen that home before If you wanna
: Little by little the night turns around counting the leaves wich tremble in the dawn notices leaning on each other and yearning under the leaves the
