The Winter Cows Testo

Testo The Winter Cows

Just what will come remains a mystery to me
Now they know
Just what will come remains a mystery to me
To me
Remains a mystery

And when they come into our view they disappear like a lonely star
The winter cows are leaving now
The summer sun is burning their eyes
Their infant eyes
Burning their eyes
Their infant eyes
Burning their eyes
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