tom pohlman – the last season كلمات اغاني

the last season was autumn
it flew the wings of birds
it was ushered in when the dying leaves
turned their backs on the world

for they all expect the spring _
awaited the thing that was life on_going
and lived on

and they all endured the winds of fall
and the frost of the morn
and the children still cut pumpkin heads
no, fall was not met with scorn

for they all expect the spring _
awaited the thing that was life on_going
and lived on

the last season was autumn
it flew thе wings of birds
it met its fate in a fire_storm
that put an еnd to the world

when they all expect the spring
they gave up the thing that was life on_going
will it come?
will it come?
will it come?
will it come?

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

اهم الاغاني لهذا الاسبوع