Текст песни Sisyphus

I've seen your fame chase the wind
Like a tongue on fire
Self-portrait of a weather vane
In windy November turning

My love moves me without moving
Thoughts escape and words elude me
As Sisyphus and Tantalus call my name

Waiting for the day
The day when my love becomes my love
Waiting for the day
The day when my love becomes my love

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Of a chapel choir
Stains on Claude Monet á
La gare St. Lazarre

My love moves me without moving
Thoughts escape and words elude me
As Sisyphus and Tantalus call my name

Roll the stone just a little higher
Give the bird just a little more grain
For the hill by the spire

My love moves me without moving
Thoughts escape and words elude me
As Sisyphus and Tantalus call my name