Basarabian Hills - Groping In A Misty Spread | Текст песни

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The fog engulfed the whole spread.
A gloomy, wavering unreal sea.
That's blotting out everything ahead.
And's muffling sounds to a whispering degree.
And shrounded figures in cocoons of fog.
Come into view like weird spectres.
And rolling slowly move one.
While fog and smoke combine in smog.
Thus blackening the things it falls upon.

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