Paroles officielles de la chanson «Whishing Bone Hands» : Inga Liljestrom

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Paroles officielles de la chanson "Whishing Bone Hands"

Under the misletoe
Cuckoo shreaks
And woodswallow
I'll make my fire with you
Going to my fire with you

Under the curious gaze
Of a moon in a headlight haze
Towns people are disgraced
As you make a lover
Of me you do
Make a lover

Oh how beautifully tied to you i am
Oh your fire
And your wishing bone hands

Under his black beard i'm sleeping
His heart is a gambler
And me i'm a weeping willow
With my limbs so long
And i carry his heart in my song

Under a roof top steepled
A whittled girl meets her wooden maker
Oh carve a heart out of me sir
With his name writ in me
I am stirred

Oh how beautifully tied to you i am
Oh your fire
And your wishing bone hands

 
 


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