StoryTime Music, Martin B. Janssen, Laure Z - Wild
текст песни

Haven't you felt
The caress of the wind
The whispers of shivering leaves
The stars up above
Like a compass will lead
The way to your own destiny

Walk through these valleys
So wide and green
In the river, you must wash your sins
Stand in a field of golden sun
cnd wait for the blue moon to come

Run through the wind
Catch the stars
Hold the breeze
Stop the time
Let go of your creeds

Facing the stream
Of your own disbelief
You will end up to where you should be

Haven't you felt
The caress of the wind
The whispers of shivering leaves
The stars up above
Like a compass will lead
The way to your own destiny

Legs falling under me
I can't escape
I take a fall in the air
I'm so confused
Should I just let it go
I take a fall in the air