Over Western Shores
Diamonds fall on the western shore
Cut on the virgin sand
Sheath and steel and the tiger's whip
Gripped in the iron hand
Winds will blow
As a blinding snow
High in the northern mountains
But still I come
Under shade or sun
Rain in the meadow falling
Take me away to sweet summer
Fields where I ran holding your hand
Night will fall over western shores
I am called, I will go
Warriors sail over western shores
A mother laments in the morning
Open the book of hours
Repeat the text to me
Show mе the way to the stars
All that has been and will be is rеvealed to me
I go to war
God and gold to be bought and sold
Far in the southern sands
I build my home on a burning stone
War for a barren land
Misery on the raging sea
A measure of my devotion
Thunder pounds from the heavens down
Bare on the open ocean
Take me away
Sweet summer air
You will be there
Wind in your hair
Night will fall over western shores
I am called, I will go
Warriors sail over western shores
A mother laments in the morning
Open the book of hours
Repeat the text to me
Show me the way to the stars
All that has been and will be is revealed to me
I go to war
And even though I die
I will return to you
Look to the summer sky
I will be there
Over western shores
Over western shores
I will go to war
Take me away
Sweet summer air
You will be there
Wind in your hair
Cut on the virgin sand
Sheath and steel and the tiger's whip
Gripped in the iron hand
Winds will blow
As a blinding snow
High in the northern mountains
But still I come
Under shade or sun
Rain in the meadow falling
Take me away to sweet summer
Fields where I ran holding your hand
Night will fall over western shores
I am called, I will go
Warriors sail over western shores
A mother laments in the morning
Open the book of hours
Repeat the text to me
Show mе the way to the stars
All that has been and will be is rеvealed to me
I go to war
God and gold to be bought and sold
Far in the southern sands
I build my home on a burning stone
War for a barren land
Misery on the raging sea
A measure of my devotion
Thunder pounds from the heavens down
Bare on the open ocean
Take me away
Sweet summer air
You will be there
Wind in your hair
Night will fall over western shores
I am called, I will go
Warriors sail over western shores
A mother laments in the morning
Open the book of hours
Repeat the text to me
Show me the way to the stars
All that has been and will be is revealed to me
I go to war
And even though I die
I will return to you
Look to the summer sky
I will be there
Over western shores
Over western shores
I will go to war
Take me away
Sweet summer air
You will be there
Wind in your hair
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Franco
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.