Blackmore's Night (поет Enya, веротяно) - Ocean Gipsy | Текст песни

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• Blackmore's Night (поет Enya, веротяно)
• Ocean Gipsy

Tried to take it all away,
Learn her freedom... just inside a day,
And find her soul to find there fears are laid...
Tried to make her love their own,
They took her love... they left her there,
They gave her nothing back that she would want to own...

Gold and silver rings and stones,
Dances slowly off the moon,
No one else could kow, she stands alone...
Sleeping dreams will reach for her,
She can not say the words they need,
She knows she's alone and she is free...

Ocean Gipsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
Ocean Gipsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...
Turned to gold...

Then she met a hollow soul,
Filled himmwith her light and was consoled,
She was the moon and he the sun was gold...
Eyes were blinded with his light...
The sun she gave reflected back the night
The moon was waning, along out of sight...

Softly Ocean Gipsy calls...
Silence holds the stars a while,
They smile sadly for her where she falls...
Just the time before the dawn,
The sea is hushed the ocean calls her,
Day has taken her and now she's gone...

Ocean Gipsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
Ocean Gipsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...
Turned to gold...

No one noticed when she died,
Ocean Gipsy shacked to the tide,
The ebbing waves, the turning spreading white...

Something gone within her eyes,
Her fingers, lifeless, stroked the sand,
Her hattered soul was lost,
She was abandoned...

Silken threads like wings still shine,
Wind swept pleasures still make patterns
in her lovely hair... so dark and fine...
Stands on high beneath the seas, cries no more,
her tears have dried...
Oceans weep for her, the ocean sighs...
Ocean Gipsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
Ocean Gipsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...
Turned to gold...


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