Превод: Forest Of Souls. The Time Of The Broken Гейтс част II.
Превод: Forest Of Souls. Две Кризата души.
Превод: Кабелен. Студената душите на горите.
watch my falcon take wing to wind and soar high above the forest once again. Following the bird, leaving the clearing behind us, we enter into the forest
As the silence of seasons on We relive abridge sails afloat As to call light the soul shall sing Of the velvet sailors course on Of the velvet sailors
'V' of black swans On with hope to the grave And through red September When skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a [Incomprehensible] ones Cold was my soul
silvery water To my Savior, my Salvador It took me four years to learn I was in prison, not in church And two more to begin The book of my soul's search
, still I can't navigate to your castle Home in a forest, overgrown So I sit and I wait, still I can't navigate to your castle Home in a forest, overgrown
the tabloids All the fuss and fight none above a whisper From the soul of gold to the belly of a boy Well they drew him from the forest like they draw
see the brook and feel the gentle breeze Then sings my soul my Saviour God to Thee How great Thou art, how great Thou art? Then sings my soul my Saviour
to build A monument to commemorate our time And though you say you've found another Who will surely speed you on your way Don't let the forest grow over
You let me desecrate you You let me penetrate you You let me complicate you (Help me) I broke apart my insides (Help me) I've got no soul to sell
's whispered that soon if we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason And a new day will dawn for those who stand long And the forests
occupy my synaptic's space Command and shake, to illustrate my mind's landscape The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges Thickets among the forests
M-A-U, M-A-U, gun ready Bout to attack the track when BLAK IZ BLAK Well how black? BLAK HEART, BLAK MIND, BLAK SOUL Mau Maus (HOOTIE HOO!) We was born
out this Venus and Mars thing But every time I see you, all I hear is a harp string We chilled last night, I had to record this Listen to Portishead making love in the forest
let your soul free. Because only a free soul can be captured by greedy soul theives. Who will have sold it to Leprechaun gold miners. But it is only when your soul