Enam - Purple And Gold

Текст песни

Twas a dream of a God
And the mould of his hand
That you shook 'neath his Stroke
That you trembled and broke
To this beautiful land
Here He loosed from His hold
A brown tumult of wings
Till the wind on the sea
Bore the strange melody
Of an island that sings
He made you all fear
You in purple and gold
You in silver and green
Till no eye that has seen
Without love can behold
I have left you behind
In the path of the past
With the white breath of flowers
With the best of God’s hours
I have left you at last