Winds Of The Nun
Oh, the Northern winds of the Nun River,
How they dance and how they quiver,
Through the trees and over the hills,
Their icy breath, it gives me chills.
They whisper secrets in my ear,
Of distant lands and ancient fear,
Of tales untold and mysteries deep,
That in my heart, forever keep.
The...
How they dance and how they quiver,
Through the trees and over the hills,
Their icy breath, it gives me chills.
They whisper secrets in my ear,
Of distant lands and ancient fear,
Of tales untold and mysteries deep,
That in my heart, forever keep.
The...