Brad Leftwich & Linda Higginbotham - The Blackest Crow (The Lost Child, 2013) | Текст песни

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The blackest crow that ever flew would surely turn to white
If ever I prove false to you bright day will turn to night
Bright day will turn to day my love, the elements will mourn
If ever I prove false to you the seas will rage and burn

I wish my heart were made of glass wherein you might behold
Upon my heart your name lies wrote in letters made of gold
In letters made of gold my love, believe me when I say
You are the one that I will adore until my dying day.

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