Crescent Lament - Orphaned Warriors | Текст песни

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• Crescent Lament
• Orphaned Warriors

I’m standing here
With time standing still
The flowers stay on my hair, as the past always will

* I close my eyes
But I see your face again
Like whispers, your warm breaths caress my ears *


Missing you is as real as embraces
The winds that caress my ears are like whispers

* Repeat *

The tears I wiped off are pedals of yearning
Together they lie in each other’s arms, with stars gazing

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