Balmohrea And K'naan - Syringa D'poud | Текст песни

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I wait along the borders of disdain
staring in
what I would give
to be within your arms
dry and warm
give me the scent of free
syringa tree
It's final call
lonely voice upon a mountaintop
shouting out
the secrets of a generation told
all the lies
blind and riding on the ocean's spine
no fault of mine
drowning is what I've perfected for
all my life
give me the scent of free
syringa tree
crowning me
my victory march
the marble arch
the trumpet horn
It's final call

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