nights grow long The kettle sings its tortured songs A many petaled kiss I place upon her brow Oh my lady, lady I am loving you now The winter birds
grow long The kettle sings its tortured song As many petalled kiss I place upon her brow, Oh, my lady, Lady I am loving you now The winter birds
번역: 레이 라몬 타네. 겨울 조류.
nights grow long The kettle sings its tortured song As many petalled kiss I place upon her brow, Oh, my lady, Lady I am loving you now The winter birds