Track byShirley Temple
Over mountains and plains Sun seems to have disappeared Sweet is the cold breath of the wind Blowing a well-known melody A ship sailing on the horizon Reminds me of my stormy childhood I was born in a place Where skies and earth make only one Passing over the foaming rivers in my torn red pants I used to sing this sweet melody Far from your sun I stand Far from your sun I stand Far from your sun I stand Far from your sun I stand Winded by our runs through the moor We laid in the tall grass The wind swept our hair The rain washed our muddy faces Under the wrath of a raging sky We watch waves breaking on cliffs In a dark moonless night We were the guardians of this land Far from your sun I stand x4 Over mountains and plains Sun seems to have disappeared Sweet is the cold breath of the wind Blowing a well-known melody A ship sailing on the horizon Reminds me of my stormy childhood I was born in a place Where skies and earth make only one Under the wrath of a raging sky We watch waves breaking on cliffs In a dark moonless night I am the guardian of this land