Тексты песен The Divine Comedy

Washing your face in the morning dew - island life Gathering wood for the breakfast brew - island life Watching the waves breaking on the shore While cormorants circle up high This is our island life

(My lovely, lovely, lovely horse) My lovely Horse (My lovely horse) running through the field (running through the field) Where are you going, with your fetlocks blowing in the wind? (All Summer) I wa