Unto Others - Over Western Shores paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Over Western Shores - Unto Others




Diamonds fall on the western shore
Cut on the virgin sand
See them scale at the tiger's whip
Gripped in the iron hand
Winds will blow as a burning snow
High in the northern mountains
And still I come from the shade of sun
Reign in the metal fallen
Take me away to the sweet summer lands
Fields where I ran holding your hand
Night will fall on the western shores
I am called, I will go
Blow your sail on the western shores
A mother laments in the morning
Open the book of the worlds and read the text to me
Show me the way to the stars
All that is real and will be is an end to me
I will go to war
Guardian of war, through blood and sword
War in the southern sands
I fill my cup at a burning store
War for a barren land
Misery on the raging sea
A measure of my devotion
Thunder pounds from the heavens down
Bear upon the open ocean
Take me away to the sweet summer air
You will be there within your hair
Night will fall on the western shores
I am called, I will go
Blow your sail on the western shores
A mother laments in the morning
Open the book of the worlds and read the text to me
Show me the way to the stars
All that is real and will be is an end to me
I will go to war
And even though I've died, I will return to you
Under the summer sky, I will be there
Over western shores
Over western shores
I will fall again
Take me away to the sweet summer air
You will be there within your hair



Writer(s): Gabriel Franco


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