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Letras de Canciones / P / Pale Forest |
| Pale Forest - Butterfly Clan |
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When we were young and regarded the world with hope
we came to feel pretty soon the burning of the rope
The cosmos grew far too
vast, our faces turned to stone engraved by sleepless nights and the chilling of the bone
We turned to the wings on the soft summer breeze
small butterflies, small butterflies
Melting all hearts disillusion tried to freeze
small butterflies, small butterflies
Like the old Stonehenge rocks
our circle praised the sun
A huge canvas to warm us by the golden goddess spun
We turned to the wings on the soft summer breeze
small butterflies, small butterflies
Melting all hearts disillusion tried to freeze
small butterflies, small butterflies |
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Webs amigas |
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