Cold Son of The Wind - Wyrd.mp3

Cold Son of The Wind - Wyrd.mp3
[00:00.00] 作词 : Narqath [...
[00:00.00] 作词 : Narqath
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Narqath
[00:42.96]How chill is morning, how cold its melody.
[00:45.84]On a season of withering, when time stands still
[00:46.83]I listened and the wind spoke to me,
[01:47.82]I heard the woods sing to me.
[02:16.68]Reciting poems and myths, from earliest of ages
[03:00.81]Shadow of a crooked rowan tree, looks more like a bear in sleep
[03:02.01]Season fades along with its leaves, until one plough day earth covers earth
[03:38.58]Cold, son of the wind, freeze the winter willows
[04:12.06]Chill the birch chunks,
[04:12.48]Cold, son of the wind
[04:27.42]I listened and the rain whispered to me,
[05:05.73]I heard the streams murmur my name.
[05:06.45]Shared their timeless wisdom, a cruel tale of nature unveiled
[05:26.28]Until one plough day earth covers earth
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