Lyrics English Garden - Quintorigo

Me and masked bird are fishing in this golden stream, how sweet is the evening.

We down here blind, still denying when the day is done, where have you been in this wind-blown years?

Feathers in your hair woren like laurel, when dusk is falling how children can disappear?

Sitting in a english garden, where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb

You betrayed me with your gentle touch.
It's OK what's done it's done.
Sooner you come, sooner you can leave.

Moonbeams in your band, band still play in the shell, c'mon tell what did you except.
Still drifting in and out, this stoned dream

Sitting in a english garden, where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb