My Songs Shall Rise lyrics

When I leave down this pipe my friend

And sleep

And sleep

And sleep with flowers I loved, apart,

My songs shall rise in wilding things

My songs shall rise

My songs shall rise

Whose roots are in my heart.

And here where that sweet poet sleeps

And here where that sweet poet sleeps

And here where that sweet poet sleeps

And here where that sweet poet sleeps

And here where that sweet poet sleeps

And here where that sweet poet sleeps

And here where that sweet poet sleeps

And here where that sweet poet sleeps

I hear the songs he left unsung,

When winds are fluttering the flowers

And summer-bells are rung.

• Artist:Anúna
• Album:Illuminations