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Текст и слова песни Midnattsol – River Of Virgin Soil

There"s something about the river
Something magical I can"t describe
While it"s raining outside the windows
The water itself lies calm
This is the world of my dreams
Where the seventh sense comes out

Like a falcon so high
Conquering the infinite sky
With a majestic pride
It"s enchanting my mind

A restless voice inside of me
circling all around
Seeking what it could not find
Oh no, I couldn"t find...!

A dreamer
A believer
I truly am
But there"s no easy answer on how this will end

With silence I stepped into the wild
In the raw raw wildness
I was blinded by a tainted sight

The sound
of unspoken words
Felt soft leaves on my face
Hit by a vivacious caress

There"s something about the river
Where a virginal creature belongs
It floats away like roses
with its snow-white skin and long hair
This overwhelms my senses
and lets me feel alive

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