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elvenking'in heatenreel albümünün 2. paarçasıdır. sözlerini de copy paste edeyim tam olsun:
one with the earth, pave my way through the green
from above i stare down at the crowds
there by the oaks, i'll honour the roots and the clouds
with trembling hands i feel my pure life deep within
deep, deep colour of the leaves awakes me
deep, deep colour of the sky:
then all the fowls stay silent
and the leaves end their fall
suddenly i realise
the earth is breathing with me and i cry...
she is now my beloved bride
i am one, sole inheritance and yield
to myself the pageantry of being lonely,
i'm fit to be called a son of the minority,
glad to be seen as an offkey in thy foreseen tune!
fathomless wailing of the wind awakes me
it takes me up into the sky:
then all the fowls stay silent
and the leaves end their fall
suddenly i realise
the earth is breathing with me and i cry :
besieged by the boundless grandeur of these greenclad heaths
could i swallow deep within of mother nature's seed
branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
to this oak wood i bestow my pagan purity!
one with the earth pave my way through the green
from above i stare down at crowds
by the oaks i'll honour the roots
from above i stare down at crowds
then all the fowls stay silent
and the leaves end their fall
suddenly i realise
the earth is breathing with me and i cry :
besieged by the boundless grandeur of these greenclad heaths
could i swallow deep within of mother nature's seed
branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
to this oak wood i bestow my pagan purity!
one with the earth, pave my way through the green
from above i stare down at the crowds
there by the oaks, i'll honour the roots and the clouds
with trembling hands i feel my pure life deep within
deep, deep colour of the leaves awakes me
deep, deep colour of the sky:
then all the fowls stay silent
and the leaves end their fall
suddenly i realise
the earth is breathing with me and i cry...
she is now my beloved bride
i am one, sole inheritance and yield
to myself the pageantry of being lonely,
i'm fit to be called a son of the minority,
glad to be seen as an offkey in thy foreseen tune!
fathomless wailing of the wind awakes me
it takes me up into the sky:
then all the fowls stay silent
and the leaves end their fall
suddenly i realise
the earth is breathing with me and i cry :
besieged by the boundless grandeur of these greenclad heaths
could i swallow deep within of mother nature's seed
branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
to this oak wood i bestow my pagan purity!
one with the earth pave my way through the green
from above i stare down at crowds
by the oaks i'll honour the roots
from above i stare down at crowds
then all the fowls stay silent
and the leaves end their fall
suddenly i realise
the earth is breathing with me and i cry :
besieged by the boundless grandeur of these greenclad heaths
could i swallow deep within of mother nature's seed
branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
to this oak wood i bestow my pagan purity!
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