Rosin Coven - August On The Vine текст песни

Yarrow
Birds of
Sorrow
Sing.
Chapparrel
Take time to
Stop and smell
Sweet.
Add a line tree of peppers and
Watch willow weep.
Sorrel
Tell me no
Moral.
Butterfly
Regally
Flutter by
Wing.
Span the oceans of poppies and
Light on the Bay.

Blackberry stew with Mulligan dew
Come wipe my brow with sunshine
Horsetail and nettle
Don't get sentimental when
August is ripe on the vine...
Horsetail and nettle
Don't get sentimental
When August is ripe on the vine.