letra de epistle - jealous of the birds
your heart’s in australia now
all heeding call of kookaburra
and gumnuts from the eucalyptus
things that i have yet to witness
what you are cannot be bound
into leather works of fiction
woven into silken tapestries
like the one you showed me bashfully
i know wherever we go (oh)
there’ll be joy in the flow of the river
of the river
i can smell the scent of lavender
in the fields of southern france
sandstone bricks are warmеd at midday
you’ve never lookеd at me quite that way
i collect what i have seen
and so the world becomes a shrine
all i have is offered to you
what is yours so shall be mine
i know wherever we go (oh)
there’ll be joy in the flow of the river
i know wherever we go (oh)
there’ll be joy in the flow of the river
of the river
of the river
letras aleatórias
- letra de stockholm skies - steve angello
- letra de human - saint slumber
- letra de el taxista - los dinnosaurios
- letra de summertime sadness - mrid
- letra de stand as one - kyle bent
- letra de music from the americans - tv show soundtracks
- letra de get you off - myrlin
- letra de i'm a hustler (song?) - commentary version - the lonely island
- letra de zero dark thirty - instrumental - aesop rock
- letra de antonińskie podziemie - mc peła