Paroles:
Howling Bells Blessed Night

wine Changing the tides Some blessed night It take's a while To walk that highway I'll walk alone Walking the line Water to wine Changing the tides Some Blessed night

Traduction: Howling Bells. Sainte Nuit.

blowing freely in the wind... The chariot emerges and with a sharp swift movement the creature takes the reigns and flies up into the night, howling

blowing freely in the wind... The chariot emerges and with a sharp swift movement the creature takes the reigns and flies up into the night, howling