作词 : João Paulo Neves da Silva Farmhouse/Vera Calhau Martins Vaz
作曲 : João Paulo Neves da Silva Farmhouse/Vera Calhau Martins Vaz
Don’t judge me
Oh, can’t you see
Flowers grow where liars won’t
Those swinging trees
Caught in the wind
They speak to me ‘bout rotten things
I think I found a place
There was a house far in the glade
Among this hazy mist wishes for bliss
High on the hill
Beyond the dancing leaves
This haunting dream as cold as steel