My Walden - Remastered
Sain y niwl
Gaunt y goydwig fwsog
Gwenithfaen, cen y coed, a'r lleuad
Un gway f'adenydd i dapestri bywyd
Light shines bright beyond all the cities of gold
On a road of birdsong and chocolate shops
Of buskers, jugglers, innkeeper's welcoming call
The sound of mist, smell of moss-grown woods
Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns
Flying higher, higher, higher into the wild
Weaving my world into tapestry of life
Its fire golden, in my Walden
I will taste the manna in every tree
Liquid honey and wine from the distant hills
An early morning greenwood concerto
Greets my Walden with its eternal voice
Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns
Flying higher, higher, higher into the wild
Weaving my world into tapestry of life
Its fire golden, in my Walden
Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns
Flying higher, higher (higher into the wild)
Weaving my world into tapestry of life
Its fire golden, in my Walden
Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns
Flying higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher...
I do not wish to evade the world
Yet, I will forever build my own
Build all the way, forever my own
Forever my home
Gaunt y goydwig fwsog
Gwenithfaen, cen y coed, a'r lleuad
Un gway f'adenydd i dapestri bywyd
Light shines bright beyond all the cities of gold
On a road of birdsong and chocolate shops
Of buskers, jugglers, innkeeper's welcoming call
The sound of mist, smell of moss-grown woods
Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns
Flying higher, higher, higher into the wild
Weaving my world into tapestry of life
Its fire golden, in my Walden
I will taste the manna in every tree
Liquid honey and wine from the distant hills
An early morning greenwood concerto
Greets my Walden with its eternal voice
Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns
Flying higher, higher, higher into the wild
Weaving my world into tapestry of life
Its fire golden, in my Walden
Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns
Flying higher, higher (higher into the wild)
Weaving my world into tapestry of life
Its fire golden, in my Walden
Weaving my wings from many-colored yarns
Flying higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher...
I do not wish to evade the world
Yet, I will forever build my own
Build all the way, forever my own
Forever my home
Credits
Writer(s): Tuomas Holopainen, Marco Hietala
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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