14 acessos
In skies of frozen snow
Where winds of sadness room
Red sun's burning low
You were my home where I would go
In green fields now unknown
Your name upon the standing stone
Love invites one last call
When death from life begins to fall
The streams no longer go
To tides of distant seas
No love can grow old without memories
Your arms my home where I would sleep
As my tears now unfold
How can I now alone grow old
Dusty stars shed their lights
When death from life slips silently to the night