Songtexte Sable - Qual

From the gentle hills of Geneva
To the somber castle of Slovakia
To the dead dusty ruins of Athens
With quivering body
A twenty eight year old soul
Robed in sables of woe
Screams inside
A screaming tide
A foaming romance
From the gentle hills of Geneva
To the somber castle of Slovakia
To the dead dusty ruins of Athens
With quivering body
A twenty eight year old soul
Robed in sables of woe
Screams inside
A screaming tide
A foaming romance