Текст и слова песни Dead Meadow – Beyond The Fields We Know
Winter winds reach icy hands
Into my room
Carried away under gleaming
Eyes of glowing moon
Beyond the fields we know
Sits one whose eyes
Regard the end, he sits fast asleep
Dreaming me, dreaming him
Into my room
Carried away under gleaming
Eyes of glowing moon
Beyond the fields we know
Sits one whose eyes
Regard the end, he sits fast asleep
Dreaming me, dreaming him
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