Luke Wineson - North Tales Тексты

The rising sun against my face
It has started to burn my face

Well I said no, I am not coming home
Well I said no, I am not coming home

The broken waves hits the white sand
The big grey seashore starts to shine

Well I said no, I am not coming home
Well I said no, I am not coming home

The birds are flying across the sky
They bless the world with their sweet flight

Well I said no, I am not coming home
Well I said no, I am not coming home

Until I feel the freedom sword I shall not be at home
Until you've been in the Cantabric coast you shall not be at home