The Tray of Gift - Blue Current Lyrics

Poor man who speaks to no one
Poor man that lives alone
Front the waves
In his chains

The world is a grand place to me
But i live in caer sidi
Like a prisoner
Against this blue current

Poor man who speaks to no one
Poor man that lives alone

We sang easy and sadly
We sang out the scene
And we are travelling
The sea for him

Calling arthur in the night
Waiting him in the shore guided by his prydwen
I will meet him
In front the waves

Calling arthur in the night
Waiting him in the shore guided by his prydwen
I will meet him
In front the waves
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