Lời bài hát - Ben's Song

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Ca sĩ: Sarah McLachlan

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On the hills of fire the darkest hour

I was dreaming of my true loves pyre

Who will bring a light to stoke the fire

Fear not for your still breathing

On a windless day

I saw the life blood drained away

A cold wind blows on a windless day

Hear the cry for new life the mourning's flame

You were the brightest light that burned to soon in vain

Who will bring you back from where there's no return

Fear not for you just dreaming

On a winters day

I saw the life blood drained away

A cold wind blows on a windless day