"๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐". โค
"๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐".
โค
"๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐" รจ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐บ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ 1996. ๐ด๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐'๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ร ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐'๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ด๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐น๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ "๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐" ๐๐๐ ๐๐รน ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ท'๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ด๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ รจ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐'๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ร ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐บ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
โ
๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐:
๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐บ ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐.
โฟ.๏ฝก.:* โ:**:.
๐ ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ก๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ก๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐ซ'๐ฆ๐ช๐ช๐๐ค๐ฆ๐ซ๐ข ๐ก๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐ซ ๐ก๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ก๐ถ ๐๐ซ๐ก๐ฏ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ, ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฏ๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฒ๐ซ ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐๐ช๐ข, ๐ฉ'๐๐ฌ๐ช๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ก๐ข, ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ก๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข ๐๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ฑ๐ข โ
(โฑโด๐โดโ๐๐ถ๐ป๐พ๐ถ ๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ถ ๐น๐ถ๐ โ๐พ๐ท๐โด "โ๐ โ๐พ๐ท๐โด ๐นโฏ๐๐โฏ โฑ๐ถ๐โฏ", ๐๐ธ๐๐พ๐๐โด ๐น๐ถ ๐โด๐โฏโฏ๐ ๐ฑ๐พ๐๐๐โฏ๐ฆ๐๐พ๐โด๐โด โด๐๐พโ๐พ๐๐ถ๐โฏ "โฑ๐ถ๐พ๐๐พโฏ๐ 101: ๐ถ๐ ๐พ๐๐๐โด๐น๐๐ธ๐๐พโด๐ ๐โด ๐ธโด๐๐โฏ๐ธ๐๐พ๐โ, ๐โด๐๐๐พ๐โ, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐ฝโฏ๐ถ๐๐พ๐โ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ ๐๐ฝโฏ ๐ป๐ถ๐พ๐๐พโฏ๐ ๐ถ๐๐น โด๐๐ฝโฏ๐ โฏ๐โฏ๐โฏ๐๐๐ถ๐๐" 2007)
Testo ๐
" Spring won't come, the need of strife
To struggle to be freed from hard ground
The evening mists that creep and crawl
Will drench me in dew and so drown
I'm the green man
The green man
Sol in prime sweet summertime
Cast shadows of doubt on my face
A midday sun, its caustic hues
Refracting within the still lake
Autumn in her flaming dress
Of orange, brown, gold fallen leaves
My mistress of the frigid night
I worship pray to on my knees
Winter's breath of filthy snow
Befrosted paths to the unknown
Have my lips turned true purple?
Life is coming to an end
So says me, me wiccan friend
Nature coming full circle
Winter's breath of filthy snow
Befrosted paths to the unknown
Have my lips turned true purple?
Life is coming to an end
So says me, me wiccan friend
Nature coming full circle
I'm the green man
The green man
I'm a green man
A green man"
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