Fields of Grass
Astrid Sonne
Fields of Grass 歌词
Fields of grass
Skies of sugar
Stones and pebbles
Glossy wet
You’re hands, transparent
And light trickles in again
To have and not to hold
To have and not to hold
Scent of dust
A sweet Taste of rain
Lay down on the seabed
Fingers wide spread
You’re hands, transparent
And light trickles in again
To have and not to hold
To have and not to hold
