Áramót
Tracklist
- 4:10
About this release
I did not purposely await the spring.
Simply, the night wind by the glass
lost its rigid edge.
In a quiet world,
the light upon my sleeve
has quietly shifted its touch.
I did not purposely await the spring.
Simply, the night wind by the glass
lost its rigid edge.
In a quiet world,
the light upon my sleeve
has quietly shifted its touch.