Текст песни Fourth Gate - Christopher Ma
A
wild
blown
whisper
Rushes
through
The
trees
From
over
the
mountains
A
thousand
miles
away
Through
golden
blades
of
grass
Thrashing
in
the
wild
wild
wind
Hits
you
so
suddenly
And
then
it's
gone
Mmm
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
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