The Riddle Testo

Testo The Riddle

near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground where an old man of Aran goes around and around and his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night for a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right but he'll never, never fight over you near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground where an old man of Aran goes around and around and his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night for a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right but he'll never, never fight over you near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground where an old man of Aran goes around and around and his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night for a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground where an old man of Aran goes around and around and his mind is a beacon and his mind is a beacon and his mind