You were once worshipped as a fireking
South of Naxos, shaped by scirocco heat
Far above surfacing the Sea of Crete
Your feet
Long gone hallow the cone
Volcano down to the stones
I was born to sail the Cyclades
Marble islands, starlight sang like an Aegean breeze
I was drawn by the myth of your monolith
Like a perfect face is drawn by the scar
And was caught in the pour from a blast in the core
Like a super-heated samovar
That's all you are
Long gone hollow the cone
Volcano down to the stones
Its shadow stealing the sun
Long live the tears
See how they run
So long as the memory burns
You should know i'll never return
You shadowed places to run
For so many years stealing the sun
Bring back the sun
Bring back the sun
Bring back the sun
Bring back the sun
When you were the Santorin You were once worshipped as a fireking South of Naxos, shaped by scirocco heat Far above surfacing the Sea of Crete Your feet Long gone hallow the cone Volcano down to the stones I was born to sail the Cyclades Marble islands, starlight sang like an Aegean breeze I was drawn by the myth of your monolith Like a perfect face is drawn by the scar And was caught in the pour from a blast in the core Like a super-heated samovar That's all you are Long gone hollow the cone Volcano down to the stones Its shadow stealing the sun Long live the tears See how they run So long as the memory burns You should know i'll never return You shadowed places to run For so many years stealing the sun Bring back the sun Bring back the sun Bring back the sun Bring back the sun Explain Request ×
Lyrics taken from
/lyrics/f/fold_zandura/samovar.html
