I wrote the lylics for Urban Symphony and Sandra Nurmsalu. I hope to compose a song with my words. And I expected to sing a new song by Urban Symphony and Sandra Nurmsalu. I give the words to you.
Yearning
The southerly people miss the north, A far-away fairyland, where Santa lives Long for a ray of wind and pure white colors. Divine angel's voice can be heard thence Their heaven's, not in the air, in the north With night coming on, the north's bright lights One after another become lit in their eyes And their hearts twinkling like the northern stars.
I wrote the lylics for Urban Symphony and Sandra Nurmsalu.
VastaKustutaI hope to compose a song with my words. And I expected to sing a new song by Urban Symphony and Sandra Nurmsalu. I give the words to you.
Yearning
The southerly people miss the north,
A far-away fairyland, where Santa lives
Long for a ray of wind and pure white colors.
Divine angel's voice can be heard thence
Their heaven's, not in the air, in the north
With night coming on, the north's bright lights
One after another become lit in their eyes
And their hearts twinkling like the northern stars.