Beau
black raven of the morning
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From a golden sky a raven falls, a raven dies.
In the morning cold, silhouetted by the gold,
She sings like she's never sung before,
Like she'll never sing again.
In the crystal cold of dawn
She will sing her lonely tune.
Flying on her blazing wing,
She's the only bird that sings.
- Album:
- That Thing Reality
- Miscellaneous
- Gold
- Beau - EP
- Love Da Records Presents: My Sing Lady 2
- Kitsuné America 3
- Kitsuné New Faces II
- Best of Kitsuné America
- Kitsuné AMERICA 4
- One Wing
- Westend/Oriend
- KRONEHIT, Vol.20
- That Thing Reality (Deluxe Edition)
- Stay Wild
- Bravo Hits, Vol. 90
- AUSTROZONE, Vol.3
- Licht ins Dunkel 2015/2016
- Shoeless in the Desert - Beau
- Beau
- Millennium, Vol. 25