Paroles de The Ghosts You Draw On My Back
The wind plays fluteThrough the cellar door
And on my window sill
Plays a sad old song
I hope tonight
You will touch my hair
And draw ghosts on my back
Walk the shore
Too impassable
Shout at screaming waves
Shout at silent rocks
I think tonight
I'll dream of salty tongues
So tears drip down my legs
The wind plays song
Through the cellar door
And on my window sill
Plays a sad old song
I hope tonight
You will touch my hair
And draw ghosts on my back
Walk the shore
Too impassable
Shout at screaming waves
Shout at silent rocks
I think tonight
I'll dream of salty tongues
So tears drip down my legs
The wind plays song
Through the cellar door
And on my window sill
Plays a sad old song
I hope tonight
You will touch my hair
And draw ghosts on my back
SMARASON, OERVAR THOREYJARSON/TYNES, GUNNAR OERN/VALTYSDOTTIR, KRISTIN ANNA/KOSKINEN, SAMULI
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