desire On the hill side where I stood I left for another world Tragedies blows at horizon The sun freezes to dust A perfect vision of the rising Northland
of desire On the hillside where I stood left for another world Tragedies blows at horizon The sun freezes to dust A perfect vision of the rising Northland
ترجمة: خلود. رؤية المثالي للارتفاع نورثلاند.