Sélectionnez la langue pour traduire cette parole
Creatures
In the night I know your names
As clear as dawn.
As I'm awakened by giants
As passing trains
As they rattle on,
Past rivers, and mountains, little lakes
Oh those summer days
I miss them now.
Before the lakes get cold,
Before I have to go,
Before your passing souls, we had it all.
And now your memory ghosts this place.
Oh those summer days.
When I swam out into the middle
Of the lake
To find myself, not to escape.
Those midnights when I battled against my eyes to see fires in the sky
Over rivers, and mountains, little lakes,
Oh those summer daysâ¦
I miss them now.
Before the lakes get cold,
Before I have to go,
Before your passing souls, we had it all.
And now your memory ghosts this place, oh those summer days.