Dryads 歌词
| 歌曲 | Dryads |
| 歌手 | Lureaway |
| 专辑 | Unchained and Soaring |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ivan Korkin/Jevgenija Korkina/Liza Nabatova | |
| 作曲 : Anton Kuptsov/Jevgenija Korkina/Liza Nabatova | |
| A while ago in magical ancient times | |
| Creatures of wild nature walked this Earth. | |
| Their songs were blown by wind through glades and fields, | |
| Oak trees were their homes. | |
| They hid in branches thick and foliage green, | |
| They laughed and played to common folk unseen. | |
| Emerald hair reflected bright sunlight, | |
| Magic in their eyes. | |
| Dryads of forest - their voices enchanting, | |
| Toying with the minds of men… | |
| Now past is forgotten, forests fell silent, | |
| But they are still here. | |
| Gaze in my eyes | |
| And lose yourself forever. | |
| Hear my song, I’ll sirenize, | |
| Lure you away to land of makebelieve. | |
| You will be mine! | |
| Enchanting nymphs of rare and mystic kind | |
| Dryads are still around, but hard to find. | |
| Unseen they seep discreetly into minds, | |
| Singing from within. | |
| The spirits wild they choose to live in souls, | |
| Who listen closely and would hear their calls, | |
| Receive the gift to charm and mesmerize, | |
| Abide by Dryads’ will. | |
| Voices infused with the power of forest, | |
| We are driven by their calls. | |
| They guide our passions, caressing gently | |
| Strings of our souls. | |
| Gaze in my eyes | |
| And lose yourself forever. | |
| Hear my song, I’ll sirenize, | |
| Lure you away to land of makebelieve. | |
| You will be mine! | |
| Nature rejoices. Laughter all around. | |
| Beautiful voices, aaah.. | |
| Nature rejoices. Laughter all around. | |
| Beautiful voices, aaah.. | |
| … Dryads dance! |
| zuo ci : Ivan Korkin Jevgenija Korkina Liza Nabatova | |
| zuo qu : Anton Kuptsov Jevgenija Korkina Liza Nabatova | |
| A while ago in magical ancient times | |
| Creatures of wild nature walked this Earth. | |
| Their songs were blown by wind through glades and fields, | |
| Oak trees were their homes. | |
| They hid in branches thick and foliage green, | |
| They laughed and played to common folk unseen. | |
| Emerald hair reflected bright sunlight, | |
| Magic in their eyes. | |
| Dryads of forest their voices enchanting, | |
| Toying with the minds of men | |
| Now past is forgotten, forests fell silent, | |
| But they are still here. | |
| Gaze in my eyes | |
| And lose yourself forever. | |
| Hear my song, I' ll sirenize, | |
| Lure you away to land of makebelieve. | |
| You will be mine! | |
| Enchanting nymphs of rare and mystic kind | |
| Dryads are still around, but hard to find. | |
| Unseen they seep discreetly into minds, | |
| Singing from within. | |
| The spirits wild they choose to live in souls, | |
| Who listen closely and would hear their calls, | |
| Receive the gift to charm and mesmerize, | |
| Abide by Dryads' will. | |
| Voices infused with the power of forest, | |
| We are driven by their calls. | |
| They guide our passions, caressing gently | |
| Strings of our souls. | |
| Gaze in my eyes | |
| And lose yourself forever. | |
| Hear my song, I' ll sirenize, | |
| Lure you away to land of makebelieve. | |
| You will be mine! | |
| Nature rejoices. Laughter all around. | |
| Beautiful voices, aaah.. | |
| Nature rejoices. Laughter all around. | |
| Beautiful voices, aaah.. | |
| Dryads dance! |
| zuò cí : Ivan Korkin Jevgenija Korkina Liza Nabatova | |
| zuò qǔ : Anton Kuptsov Jevgenija Korkina Liza Nabatova | |
| A while ago in magical ancient times | |
| Creatures of wild nature walked this Earth. | |
| Their songs were blown by wind through glades and fields, | |
| Oak trees were their homes. | |
| They hid in branches thick and foliage green, | |
| They laughed and played to common folk unseen. | |
| Emerald hair reflected bright sunlight, | |
| Magic in their eyes. | |
| Dryads of forest their voices enchanting, | |
| Toying with the minds of men | |
| Now past is forgotten, forests fell silent, | |
| But they are still here. | |
| Gaze in my eyes | |
| And lose yourself forever. | |
| Hear my song, I' ll sirenize, | |
| Lure you away to land of makebelieve. | |
| You will be mine! | |
| Enchanting nymphs of rare and mystic kind | |
| Dryads are still around, but hard to find. | |
| Unseen they seep discreetly into minds, | |
| Singing from within. | |
| The spirits wild they choose to live in souls, | |
| Who listen closely and would hear their calls, | |
| Receive the gift to charm and mesmerize, | |
| Abide by Dryads' will. | |
| Voices infused with the power of forest, | |
| We are driven by their calls. | |
| They guide our passions, caressing gently | |
| Strings of our souls. | |
| Gaze in my eyes | |
| And lose yourself forever. | |
| Hear my song, I' ll sirenize, | |
| Lure you away to land of makebelieve. | |
| You will be mine! | |
| Nature rejoices. Laughter all around. | |
| Beautiful voices, aaah.. | |
| Nature rejoices. Laughter all around. | |
| Beautiful voices, aaah.. | |
| Dryads dance! |
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