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Song # Seven
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By: Yan Tse
Competition Year: 2012 Votes (0) | Comments (0) |
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His brother, my uncle, took away his wife
Bounded by a ring, I avoided his eyes
As I turned to my sister, so full of life
And when, when will I go
To where the winds should blow
I headed for the beach so that lonesome could go
Cold breeze it blew sands into my eyes
Being as I am and having been born too late
Knowing fate’s like destiny, there’s no compromise
And when, when will I go
To where the winds should blow
Misguided by the moon, like the tides of the ocean
I broke into the thought of your easy face
You’ve seen so many things, and the myths that you could tell
Would make me want to kiss you every single day
Then I felt stood behind me was a man who I knew
A blue-eyed stranger she turned out to be
It’s getting dark, I’d better leave
There’s nobody around here, ‘cept for you and me
And when, when will I go
To where the winds should blow
