Sandra Nurmsalu (Urban Symphony) -
Rändajad lyrics
The Nomads
In the desert heat the sand
Blows like ice-cold snow
Night soon unfurls her wings
Nothing but the wind to escort the nomads
It is the way they wander from one day to the next
It is the way they wander from one life to the next
It is the way it weaves an invisible path
Before them it waits until you are ready to take the risk
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Originally Posted by dradeel
and I assume she's singing in estonian? Sounds like a nice mix of finnish and russian it seems.
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