Celtic Ballad Of Bretagne For Lute Lyrics & Chords By Andrei Krylov

Flow, my tears, fall from your springs! Exiled for ever, let me mourn; Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings, There let me live forlorn. Down vain lights, shine you no...read more

Words are flowing out like Endless rain into a paper cup They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe. Pools of sorrow waves of joy Are drifting through my opened...read more

there was light in the room then you left and it was through then the frost started in my toes and fingertips and it spread into my heart then for I don't know how long I...read more

Time stands still with gazing on her face, stand still and gaze for minutes, houres and yeares, to her give place: All other things shall change, but shee remaines the same, till...read more

Who ever thinks or hopes of love: Or who belov'd in Cupid's laws doth glory: Who joys in vows, or vows not to remove: Who by this light-god hath not been made sorry: Let him...read more