Текст песни: Big Sewell Mt + перевод

Wrap no cotton shrouds

You’re champion around

Right now the world suffers for you

Suffering for you

Set myself down on the frozen ground at dawn

Pointed myself with my back to the sun

And thus were his eyes, his hands spoke misfortune

And these are his words, that brought me through my sickness

If I were my hands

If I were my hands

I’d choke out these words

I’d choke out these words

My dying breath

Set yourself down on the dewy ground at dawn

And there point yourself with your back to the sun

Перевод песни Big Sewell Mt