In Gowan Ring piosenki

Where will you go? What will you do? When the moon would meet a rising sun? I'll echo the stones in motion and rhythm To breathe a moon sheathed tone With eyes in the heavens A chain of flame, image in starry bowl Hands in the sky, thoughts as clouds V...

Come wind come Stay here with me for a while Bind your coast to my desire Come let a waft in my eye And hold my words deep purpose Inside your heartless disguise If by chance You'll pass by her gardens tonight From me to my love give a sign Ask why i...

Shimmers splendent merge, laden tendrils waver Descending drops of water disperse in lucid layer A smile spread over rainbow sky Refracted in the raindrops crying eye They fall away to where the sun hangs brightly Trickling down where on the dews are show...

born of bubblie waterspun a Magic Lace Game three faced in one gold braided frame green all the grasses of wold and tree branched infinitlie wicket keepers have gone wicket keepers have come rivertime reels and unravels it's tome with the jangling of m...

Sial sings songs south of the river Sial the sage Sial serves voices so strangely they seem Sial the mourner There are no challengers here to his strange mystery In the ages when his wild angels were wandering South of the river to the cemetery calling...

Once upon the moment of beauty laid long past the itch on the cheek of a mute mouth clasped In a twirled looking glass, to go or stay in course at its own display A pot, a pan, a cutlery board, a pepper and black spice tray Time spooled, unspinning Lif...

The sands collect the signs of the ocean The winds hold sway to swell the motion The breeze that breathes upon the skin The leaves that leave yet only a skein Along, within, and through the years As stray as they never knew the way Allay the doubt, subdue the...

The wind that cracks the leaves Has scattered all the seed Lo, the light limned low Low to the ground The time is all I own And time is come and gone The limbs of life left low Low to the ground To the ground To the ground To the ground The sight that holds...

In a jar of alchemy The sands of mind washed in from the sea on a sinking boat Navigating the tangled thread In a snag at the edge of the bed a well-worn plot Written in an aching need The book with the shining seed could not float I awoke in the early m...

Wind away the hours laid up to the sun Hide behind two towers When all the world's work is done Set a life upon the way to bide All that bodies become Left alone along the lay to bind All the mind has shunned Gather up the flowers Born up from the wo...