paroles de chanson Three Bells - Guy Garvey

The stars, the stars,
The stars, gentle bells say three,
New bells you tell me,
How the old ones sounded
When they crashed to the ground
The night the church burned down
How hymn books flaming flew
Into sky and escaping souls fireflies
It's hard now to imagine
That this garden ever say such soaring dramas
When the stars,
When the gentle bells say three
Kissing you and me