Ancient Testo

Testo Ancient

It was a sad, still voice
And I hear, only I hear it
The only human being in the night
Among the hungry shadows
Who are smelling the breeze
Which is carrying the secret dreams
Hidden desires
I hear as the wind brings it towards me
And from the impasse it always returns
I hear
Only I hear it
As the naked wind weeps through the night
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