Hiraeth Lyrics – Culak

Arise, sun of nostalgia
I feel its warm light through sacred glass
Igniting my hearth
Yet it is I who stains the glass

Yearning for the hues that paint holy the past
Showering rays of rose and sky
Cleanse me with peace
Home is where the hearth burns inside a noble lie

Take me back to simpler times
Where the leaves breathe oxygen into me
And the wind whispers gracefully
Yet it is I who stains the glass

Yearning for the hues that paint holy the past
Showering rays of rose and sky
Cleanse me with peace
But what good is a home lost in the mind?
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Culak Lyrics – Hiraeth

Culak

Hiraeth