I was wandering through the fields of memories As the winterwinds, swept through the hills When I heard a distant voice, though it came from far away And then I saw him standing there I heard the echo of a dream, an ancient lost ideal It haunts us in
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Floweryard Path of Tears歌词
Floweryard Winds of the Northern Seas歌词
[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:12.26]Winds of the northern seas [00:14.48]Words & Music: Torhild Nigar, Rolf Graf [00:27.24]Marjorie is holding her head high [00:33.38]She will never tell you what she thinks [00:38.76]She won't reveal how empty it feels [00:4