Talking stones Songtext
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Talking stones Songtext
At the seven intersection,
Songs for bees can be heard from the window.
One craves the silence.
The mind is tired of peeling away
And has assumed the position of Adho Mukha Vrksasana.
Songs for bees can be heard from the window.
One craves the silence.
The mind is tired of peeling away
And has assumed the position of Adho Mukha Vrksasana.
Writer(s): Aleksandr Letsius, Kristina Karpysheva Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
