paroles de chanson Buried Gold - Bukahara

You′ve always liked the stories
That people like you have told
They send you to a place
A place all dark and cold

In a world that's deaf to the music
Aou hear when you′re alone
All the song you're singing
Will remain unknown

And all the voices calling you from the far
Was only the wind that has blown
Just to become the one who you are
One day you may end up all alone

Too much information
Makes a young man old
So why are you still searching
For the buried gold

Always becoming
And never be
Don't you think its time
To change your philosophy

And all the voices calling you from the far
Was only the wind that has blown
Just to become the one who you are
One day you may end up all alone

And no one has ever seen
The beauty of the things that you′ve found there
And no one will ever know
How it feels to have a treasure
That you can′t share

Deeper into the forest
For years you've lost the trail
But you still think you′ll find it
The long forgotton tale

The traces of the old world
Are still there to be found
But you've never seen your old marks
You never turned around

And all the voices calling you from the far
Was only the wind that has blown
Just to become the one who you are
One day you may end up all alone

You end up all alone
You end up all alone
You end up all alone
You end up all alone
All alone, all alone, all alone

Just to become the one who you are
One day you may end up all alone