Ciaran' s Well
Tarja Turunen
- 歌手（原记录）
- Tarja Turunen
Misty cold nights
You'll hear her sigh
And sing bitter
Sweet lullabies
For years she prayed
The saints would cast
A spell for the forest to let her go
She sings...
She dreams...
She prays...
The black old well holds ancient tales
And makes all wishes come true
So throw your dream into the dark
And Blue will come for you
She sings...
She dreams...
She prays...
She sings...
She plays...
She stays...