Letra de Blackbird - Amberian Dawn
Letra de canci�n de Blackbird de Amberian Dawn lyrics
With a hollow gaze,
The bird looked deep into my eyes.
I saw sadness,
Followed the black bird into the woods.
"I am the ghost of the child without a name.
I sing out my tune - a song from my tomb."
"Cry in the midst of the woods is mine,
A hapless mother took my life,
No sacred ground to lay in rest,
In the shape of a bird I escort your way."
Cruel is the fate of that child.
The blackbird standeth on a branch,
And from the shadows of the forest,
Flew ten blackbirds,
Gazing at me with their gleaming eyes.
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Following my path through the woods,
Sad were their eyes, in undeserved doom.
"Cry in the midst of the woods is mine,
A hapless mother took my life.
No sacred ground to lay in rest,
In the shape of a bird I escort your way."
Cruel is the fate of that child.
{Instrumental}
"Cry in the midst of the woods is mine,
A hapless mother took my life.
No sacred ground to lay in rest,
In the shape of a bird I escort your way."
Cruel is the fate of that child.
The bird looked deep into my eyes.
I saw sadness,
Followed the black bird into the woods.
"I am the ghost of the child without a name.
I sing out my tune - a song from my tomb."
"Cry in the midst of the woods is mine,
A hapless mother took my life,
No sacred ground to lay in rest,
In the shape of a bird I escort your way."
Cruel is the fate of that child.
The blackbird standeth on a branch,
And from the shadows of the forest,
Flew ten blackbirds,
Gazing at me with their gleaming eyes.
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/blackbird-amberian-dawn.php
Following my path through the woods,
Sad were their eyes, in undeserved doom.
"Cry in the midst of the woods is mine,
A hapless mother took my life.
No sacred ground to lay in rest,
In the shape of a bird I escort your way."
Cruel is the fate of that child.
{Instrumental}
"Cry in the midst of the woods is mine,
A hapless mother took my life.
No sacred ground to lay in rest,
In the shape of a bird I escort your way."
Cruel is the fate of that child.