we reach into the night, Where the water will rise, Your wings will unbend. In your brilliant display All out worries will wash away. On pale, imperfect eyes, Chandeliers
Traducción: Sleeping At Last. Lustres.
When we reach into the night, Where the water will rise, Your wings will unbend. In your brilliant display All out worries will wash away. On pale, imperfect eyes, Chandeliers