歌词
Masters Of The Field
Up above gathered on a field of clouds
crowded a lot down in the lowlands
Waiting for their time
Waiting and calling,calling out for rain
to leave the skies down in the lowlands
Masters of the field
Wings wind set in the teeth of the wind
The old beasts feathered wild beasts
Masters of the field.
Eagle dancers,wings that shape the wind
Carving the clouds into spirit
Sufis of the air
Dervish dancers summoning the sun
To tint the mist don on the lowlands
Masters of the field
Wings wind set in the teeth of the wind
Old beasts,feathered,wild beasts
Masters of the field
Masters of the field~~~~~~~~~~~
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