Lletres:
Wuthering Heights Longing For The Woods Part I The Wild Children

of the first of days But the road is hidden And they are so far, so far away Staring into darkness... Something stirs inside A longing for something left long

of the first of days But the road is hidden And they are so far, so far away Staring into darkness... Something stirs inside A longing for something left long

of the first of days But the road is hidden And they are so far, so far away Staring into darkness... Something stirs inside A longing for something left long

light of the first of days But the road is hidden And they are so far, so far away Staring into darkness... Something stirs inside A longing for something left long