Christopher Ma - Fourth Gate текст песни

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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