
Date of issue: 11.09.2014
Song language: English
Ramayana |
How he’s to break my bow and |
Dawn begins too naughty and know the wait is over |
Your body is a tower, your mind the shiver coward |
Who and then we buy all, now we’re still on this so pretty |
Furnaces in my heart, blood for my precious love |
Then hook off my quiver falling |
Of weeping willow, I don’t want my precious arrow |
With wind of silent sparrow |
Don’t let end this now, stands begin to grow |
Don’t let down that road, might as well get fall |
Get fall, get fall, get fall |
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme |
Tick tocking away, life begins to fade |
Blossoming sense, they carry me away |
Green smoky haze, blame mistake |
Who and then we buy all, now we’re still on this so pretty |
Furnaces in my heart, blood for my precious love |
Then hook off my quiver falling |
Of weeping willow, I don’t want my precious sorrow |
With wind of silent sparrow |
Don’t let end this now, stands begin to grow |
Don’t let down that road, might as well get fall |
Get fall, get fall, get fall |
Name | Year |
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Merewif | 2014 |
Guardian | 2014 |
Ocean and Sky | 2014 |
Chess | 2014 |
Mosaic | 2017 |
Dvaraka, Pt. 1 | 2017 |
From Under the Ground | 2012 |
The Deep | 2017 |
Alchemy | 2013 |
Elemental | 2013 |
Incantation | 2013 |
Erosion | 2017 |