The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land.
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers
But awakes to a morning with no reason for wakingHe's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
It's not enough, it's not enoughHis blood has frozen and curdled with fright
His knees have trembled and given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has falteredOne world, one soul
Time pass, the river rollsHe talks to the river of lost love and dedication
Silently replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to beThere's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And the silence speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises broken

Composição: David Gilmour.

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Thiago Rosa
Thiago Rosa

Meu Nome é Thiago Rosa tenho 35 anos, residente em Itapeva - MG Sul de Minas e sou criador do site Chemical Music. Nosso site é voltado para todas as coisas relacionadas à música.

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