Thousand Wind Wine


Tone gốc: D

Erika Harlacher

DFill up the Abarrels and Dstore them away A
Then Dwait, Await for a Ewindier Aday
DWax the Abottles, Dseal them Atight
For the Dsouth wind that Asoothes
For the Enorth wind that Abites
F#mHow does this fine wine Dtaste to the Atongue
As DMondstadt to the Aear, like a Dsweet dream of Afreedom
And F#mwhat are the fruits that went Dinto the Abrew
An Dexplorers Acourage, a love Dtender and Atrue
A Ddefenders Awill strong as Dyester Ayear
Joining the Dthousand A winds in a Esong of good Acheer
Turning Dsour into Asweet, bitter Dnotes fade Aaway
As we Dwait, Await for a Ewindier Aday

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Pray Dtell what Atreasure does Ethis barrel Ahold
‘Tis Dwheats greatest Atriumph, the Etrue liquid Agold
As it Dpour from the Akeg what Esound drifts Aby
Wind Dchimes in the Aboundless Eimmemorial Asky

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We F#mraise up our glasses and Dvoices in Asong
As we Ewait, Await for the Ewind to sing Aalong
Where F#mdo we turn once the thousand Dwinds take Aflight
To the Dtales of the Alyre, to the Esweet dream of Atonight.

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