Well she met a weeping angel Sitting by a dead tree Swallow his tears like an incense poison And the day was dark and the night Was bright She offered her blood as love Breath passion far above And they walked through the hills Her heart turns dry But at time full love Her crying is no more And there was no eno to ask why She wondered if her love will grow On the hillsideb the night was bright
Compositor: Gustavo Isaac Pires (Gustavo Riviera) (ABRAMUS)Editor: St2 Music Ltda. (ABRAMUS)Publicado em 2010 (28/Jun)ECAD verificado obra #1769592 e fonograma #1730730 em 14/Mai/2024