Morna Wilin - Whispering Lands | Текст песни

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• Morna Wilin
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He gave himself
To the end of things

And arms he spread
around the whispering lands

He inhaled the water drops
To learn the language of rain

He kneeled before the dust
He felt asleep he has been fallen down for ages and ages

Blessed this man
Blessed his mother
Blessed his father

Blessed his brother

Ants have told this man
quietly

That something older than clouds
Is hiding in the steppe

Don't let them be forgotten they said
Don't let yourself forget

Blessed this man
Blessed his mother
Blessed his father
Blessed his brother

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