Текст песни Pictures Of Home, Deep Purple
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Up at a mountain Only my own words return Nobody s up there It s a deception I m alone here With emptiness eagles and snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And whispering pictures of home Wondering blindly How can they found me Maybe they don t even know My body is shaking Anticipating The call of the black hooded crow I m ... Here in this prison Of my own making Year after day I have grown Into a hero But there s no worship Where have they hidden my throne I m .. |