Erbalunga

from where the river runs through the fields of deeley to where the mountains end as far as you can see this is where we belong me and my family but is won't be too long till i leave the country down in the valley green i heard my mother cry for she

[ti:Garden] [la:uk] [00:28]The direction of the eye [00:29]so misleading [00:34]The defection of the soul [00:36]nauseously quick [00:40]I dont question our existance [00:47]I just question our modern needs [01:02][03:36][04:00]I will walk... with my

Bien au-delà des vallées de bruyère Là où les dunes de sable blanc Se jettent nonchalamment dans la mer Sous un ciel lourd et menaçant Il allait deux mains posées sur la terre, Ses yeux sont tournés vers deux temps Il prie tous les dieux a sa manière