Текст песни Winters - Fyrce Muons

Following love with the long blond hair
Tentative fear with the spices of arrows
Singing the praise of the lips so clear
Smelling so sweet with aromas of flowers

I come along
I realize your flowers
I come along
I realize your flowers
Float away
And now my life like an old tin type
Is a scattered dust, an abandoned mantle
Is a dying leaf on a winter tree
I can see no girl with the smell of flowers

I come along
I realize your flowers
I come along
I realize your flowers
Float away
Following love with the long blond hair
Tentative fear with the spices of arrows
Singing the praise of the lips so clear
Smelling so sweet with aromas of flowers