歌曲 | Language of the Woods |
歌手 | Hin Onde |
专辑 | Songs of Battle |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Came the long winter's cold and told it's tale to me | |
Flew the moonbirds suggesting spells of the gleaming moon | |
Blew the wind with it's mystifying whispers | |
Swaying firs compiling secret words | |
For those with a mind to know | |
Ancient phares within the treetops | |
The language of the ages old | |
Spells never buried, the bard eternal, | |
The spirit of woodland sings it's wisdom, spreads it's magical might | |
And luckless lands of north reveal their secret forth |