Led Zepellin - Kashmir
Whoa, let the sun beat down upon my faceAnd stars to fill my dreamI am a traveler of both time and spaceTo be where I have beenT' sit with elders of a gentle raceThis world is seldom seenTh' talk of days for which they sit and wait;All will be revealedTalk and song from tongues of lilting graceW... más » Por Lord Cold, el 11-04-08, en desert,
elders,
four winds,
mama,
ooh,
open face,
provision,
racethis,
rolas,
shangri la,
summer moon,
tongues.
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