seasons change The wind is blow Now wakes the owl Now sleeps the swan Behold a dream The dream is gone Green fields of cold rain Is falling in a golden
seasons changed, the wind is warm Now wakes the owl, now sleeps the swan behold the dream, the dream is gone green fields, a cold rain is falling in a
Vertaling: Pink Floyd. Een kussen van Winden.
darkness falls and waves roll by The seasons change The wind is raw. Now wakes the hour that sleeps the swan Behold a dream, the dream is gone Green fields A