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• Artiste: Festival
• Titre: Blown Light
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Run down below Wait to go Our water's left In watering The time at all Run down to you The walks go on And all is moved And every trees make rows We emulate Refills our souls Where we went on the saddest day At least that means we'll wait again They'll find us in the deepest wood We'll leave a trail of where we sleep The day before us Leave again Inside his body We'll relate Please tell her I'll come home There has to be faraway, faraway arms Please tell her I'll come home To build that for the wandering, wandering gone Please tell her I'll come home There has to be faraway, faraway arms Please tell her I'll come home To build that with wandering, wandering gone Rejoice, this love, this love, this love That stay in your eyes Blue bounty of breezes away