Текст песни Golden Glance - Flavien Berger

I saw cathedrals in the shining sun
Floating on the snow in a silent run
The bed is too cold for your fighting hands
Slowly vanishing in a golden glance
I saw cathedrals in the shining sun
Floating on the snow in a silent run
The bed is too cold for your fighting hands
Slowly vanishing in a golden glance