Water travels by itself Inspires us to fear the sea When it affects our state of mind We drown in our make-believe Those little drops that cover two
water travels by itself inspires us to fear the sea when it affects our state of mind we drown in our make believe those little drops that cover two
Übersetzung: The Gathering. Fear The Sea.
: water travels by itself inspires us to fear the sea when it affects our state of mind we drown in our make believe those little drops that cover two
href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> But I believe we cast our nets out on the sea And nothing we gather Comes for free I would
No one knows its destination Gathering all the victims Victims of persecution In quest of a better world without hate without deadly peril Over the sea
swooped down on the children. Their mouths agape exposing fangs of fire. run children run The three legged hyena cicadas migrated to the small northern sea
far away so gather ye rosebuds while he may tomorrow you could like in a silent grave pawing the dust and awaiting the end of time Bridge fear your
of those marionettes Beating drums down the quiet streets Of ignorance and vain regrets And all these fears
Kind friends gather round There's a dream that I had this last night There's plenty of land, soil and sea We won't have to struggle and fight It's a
Chorus Home, home, home from the sea Angels of mercy, answer our plea And carry us home, home, home from the[ sea Carry us safely home from the sea.
in the sea Suffer not the children Suffer not the children Or be deemed a damned disgrace Blessed be the wench To which delivers in his grace Gather
be gone far away So gather ye rosebuds while he may Tomorrow you could like in a silent grave Pawing the dust and awaiting the end of time Fear your
to my shoes I have gathered that the moments that shaped me Were the ones that have tested my faith And all that matters is the courage they gave me I fell down and my fears
The shaper's song no longer heal the fear Within their eyes, [their eyes] Wooden figures, pagan gods, stare blindly cross the sea Appeal for help from
And I can tell by the way you're listening That you're still expecting to hear Your name being called like a summons to all Who have failed to account for their doubts and their fears
be gone far away so gather ye rosebuds while ye may tomorrow you could lie in a silent grave pawing the dust and awaiting the end of time- fear your
