Текст песни modern english - Dawn Chorus
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When summer returns to its warm green fieldsThe sun fading, pastel in the breezeThe swallow swooping, migrating homeThe dawning days morning with a sighOpening windows with a wounding cryThe rainbows lost its dreams of goldAnd everything slowsWhen summer returns to its warm green fieldsThe sun fading, pastel in the breezeThe swallow swooping, migrating homeAnd everything slowsThe ______ vacuum draws you inStrange visions are loose on white ______A wall of sound with flutes and stringsRising on a wave of voicesSurrounded by your humble faithMornings there to wake us in timeRain and skyThe world is breathing, living, but turning in its rageWhen summer returns to its warm green fieldsEverything slowsThe sun fading, pastel in the breezeEverything slowsThe swallow swooping, migrating homeEverything slows