Il testo della My fairy place

There’s a place close by
Everybody knows well

And the story of it
The ramblers do tell

In days of old the pheasant there
Was free on the ground
And in the air

Powerful like the big
Broken tree
You can hear his call, even today
Heavenly

The bearded hunter's heart
Not brave, not wise

The blackest black is in
His eyes

His eyes

He talks big, in this area
I am the king
And i wonder
What my hunt will bring

I am involved
In this story
For the reason that
I ride, i ride, i ride, beside

I ride, i ride, i ride, beside
I ride, i ride, i ride, beside
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