Текст песни «Notre Dame - Frost»
Слова песни:
Enchanted I'd seek thee I froze in front of these carefully carved
sculptures. As if by a magic stroke with a bite so cold it burns on
nightfall I saw -
Enchanted I'd seek thee I froze in front of these carefully carved
sculptures. As if by a magic stroke with a bite so cold it burns on
nightfall I saw -