ravens land upon her hair clouds adrift on her skin a smile that tugs upon my soul and whispers gently in my ear eyes of honey held me down lips like
Traduction: Voltaire. Ravens Terre.
As ravens fly I fly whith them What ravens see i see whith them I go where the ravens go Time goes by as ravens fly Ravens have seen great battles
your soul, they'll take your heart And none of flames shall burn with the ravens dark Raven land - mistletoe Raven land - friend of foe Whispering winds from the land
Raven's land upon her hair Clouds adrift on her skin A smile that tugs upon my soul and whispers gently in my ear. Eyes of honey look me down Lips like
you soul, they'll take your heart And none of flames shall burn with the ravens dark Raven land - mistletoe Raven land - friend of foe Whispering winds from the land