I came from the land of gold A place few people know Over there, the wind gently blows And the clarity warms up my soul Shades of the morning sun Color everything around The sound and the fury of nature Make us silly and small
I came from the land of gold A place few people know Over there, the wind gently blows And the clarity warms up my soul Shades of the morning sun Color everything around The sound and the fury of nature Make us silly and small