Jethro Tull Dun Ringill текст песни, слова песни Dun Ringill Jethro Tull
Jethro Tull - Dun Ringill
as I mis-deal the day
Slip the night from a shaved pack
make a marked card play
Call twilight hours down
from a heaven home
high above the highest bidder
for the good Lord's throne
In the wee hours I'll meet you
down by Dun Ringill -
watch the old gods play
by Dun Ringill
We'll wait in stone circles
'til the force comes through
lines joint in faint discord
and the Stormwatch brews
a concert of Kings
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