Where at Night the Wood Grouse Plays
When through the starry night
the mists of autumn glide
the air is filled with tragedies of olden times
Where with a dreadful tone
a nightbird plays its song
in forest dark at moors they come to life...
the mists of autumn glide
the air is filled with tragedies of olden times
Where with a dreadful tone
a nightbird plays its song
in forest dark at moors they come to life...
Losowe piosenki:
Hymn to Love
We Were Three
Vision
Don't Forget
Liquorice Alltime
Como Te Va Mi Amor