rise These were my thoughts as I passed 'neath your window I saw you through stained glass with only one eye Hide me in your hand with the mother of my
your hand with the mother of my children the morning comes where the land sinks deep in it's color bless the ground where we kneel safe in your woven
sun does rise these were my thoughts as I passed neath your window saw you through stained glass with only one eye hide me in your hand with the mother of my
Пераклад: Woven Hand. Мая Расія.
Пераклад: Woven Hand. Мая Расія (стоячы на \u200b\u200bрукі).
