Tarja - Ciarán's Well - Sözleri

Misty cold nights 

You'll hear her sigh 

And sing bitter 

sweet lullabies 



For years she prayed 

The saints would cast 

a spell for the 

forest to let her go 



She sings 

She dreams 

She prays 



She sings 

she plays... 

she stays... 



Ahh Ahhhh 

Ahh Ahhhh 



The black old well 

Holds ancient tales 

And makes all wishes come true 

So throw your dream 

Into the dark 

And Blue will come for you










		
			



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