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• Artiste: Lightning Bug
• Titre: December Song
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Under any hand but yours my heart won't beat Only you can rouse me from my sleep So I dream of fertile earth and tender breeze And I'll keep dreaming till I am summoned back to life by your heat I wish the gods would turn me into a tree But keep my mind distinct, alive, and free My trunk will thicken with ring after ring My fingertips will blossom in the spring I'll grow branches supple and strong for you to climb I will raise you ever closer to the sky Beneath my shade you'll pass the time And in the fall, you'll watch me lose my mind My leaves will paint the ground below with red As one by one, they tumble from my head Till just my lonely skeleton is left And in my bareness you will think me dead Under any hand but yours my heart won't beat Only you can rouse me from my sleep So I dream of fertile earth and tender breeze And I'll keep dreaming till I'm summoned back to life by your heat