Bells Of Sweetness Testo

(south spain) i remember the days when we were clowns heroes we were acting in musicals and our love was bright as anger still hear the bells of sweetness in our little village of bright light our church was was white and ringing and i hope, i hope the truth lies nowhere near my dreams but our glorious love ended up in your lies and the bells, they showed no mercy but i know they still celebrate so nice and if not the sun shall melt us away