Song | Ode |
Artist | Ataraxia |
Album | Simphona Sine Nomine |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Free fly the seagulls, | |
they're white on the geometrical spatial line of many many lands, | |
plumed voyagers, noble gipsies, | |
nomads only at the price of their plumes, | |
vanishing at the surface of the water on the vertex of dots. | |
Far away, far away in time | |
he had a body and a mouth | |
far away, far away in time | |
beyond the opaque padded border line | |
free fly the seagulls... | |
Grey silent sky, flight of gulls skimming over the sea. | |
I miss... |