Inglaterra - Dead Horse Beats

Shame the frost from the spring

And the sea for the thunder

All good things can never stay

Oh let me stay in your arms

«Now he’s putting some spirit»

Heaven sent away the clouds

I don’t know what to say about her

In this place of flames around you

Still you softly sway surrounded

Keep the bends at bay without you

And it’s not the same without you

Said it’s not the same without you

Without you, without you

Without you

Without you

Without you

Without you

Without you

Without you anymore

Without you anyone

Shame the frost from the spring

And the sea for the thunder

All good things can never stay

Oh let me stay in your arms

Can never stay

Oh let me stay in your arms