Letra de Onward Procession III. The Blue Hour - Minsk
Letra de canci�n de Onward Procession III. The Blue Hour de Minsk lyrics
Nothing rests, everything moves, everything vibrates
Our wayward voices shall call once again
One and all, none and all
Return
Of warp, and weft, we thin / A wake to mourning, a birth to evening
Of breath bereft, and nothing left, we pass again / Awake to morning, an heir to even-ing
Our wayward voices shall call once again
One and all, none and all
Return
Of warp, and weft, we thin / A wake to mourning, a birth to evening
Of breath bereft, and nothing left, we pass again / Awake to morning, an heir to even-ing
