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Текст песни At the gates - Primal Breath

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Текст песни At the gates - Primal Breath




Look the herons in the greenbilled waterTheir wet-ash wings wear medalions of patienceWe drift on...We have stories as old as the great seasBreak through the chestFlying out the mouthNoisy toungues that once were silenced( )All the oceans we contian, coming to lightAll the dark birds rush from the riverLeaving only the stillness of their languageThere are no clocks to measure time




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