The Beau Brummels – The Wolf of Velvet FortuneThe air is full of strangeness,An unfamiliar breeze blowsFrom deep within a forest.I think I’ll go to see.What’s this before meIn shadows where no wind blows?A crying, frightened flowerWithout a gentle breeze.She’s crying for the sunlight,That shadow left behind him.She’s crying for the coolnessOf wind she’s never [...]
The Beau Brummels – The Wolf of Velvet Fortune
The air is full of strangeness,
An unfamiliar breeze blows
From deep within a forest.
I think I’ll go to see.
What’s this before me
In shadows where no wind blows?
A crying, frightened flower
Without a gentle breeze.
She’s crying for the sunlight,
That shadow left behind him.
She’s crying for the coolness
Of wind she’s never [...]