作词 : Marie Herbaut 作曲 : Marie Herbaut Let’s so try to find the sacred in the ordinary guys
Let me travel back to the days when everything was easy In my grandma's house Where she cooked for us her sweet meals The taste of her plum pies The laughs and the yellow beans
Let me travel back to the days where everything was nice My mamma's golden hair Like splendid twinkling stars Caressing my arm On our couch during movie nights
Why can't I see it Why can't I feel it anymore The spark of my younger years The sacred in the ordinary
Let me travel back to the days when everything was candid Summer in the south With all my cousins Chasing the frogs and Climbing high in the trees
Why can't I see it Why can't I feel it anymore The spark of my younger years The sacred in the ordinary The sacred in the ordinary
The holy water The childhood candor The golden taste of every hour The magic breeze The snowy mountains Your hand in mine Is there a way to get it back
Why can't I see it Why can't I feel it anymore The spark of my younger years The sacred in the ordinary The sacred in the ordinary The sacred in the ordinary Let’s sing The sacred in the ordinary The sacred in the ordinary
作词 : Marie Herbaut 作曲 : Marie Herbaut Let’s so try to find the sacred in the ordinary guys
Let me travel back to the days when everything was easy In my grandma's house Where she cooked for us her sweet meals The taste of her plum pies The laughs and the yellow beans
Let me travel back to the days where everything was nice My mamma's golden hair Like splendid twinkling stars Caressing my arm On our couch during movie nights
Why can't I see it Why can't I feel it anymore The spark of my younger years The sacred in the ordinary
Let me travel back to the days when everything was candid Summer in the south With all my cousins Chasing the frogs and Climbing high in the trees
Why can't I see it Why can't I feel it anymore The spark of my younger years The sacred in the ordinary The sacred in the ordinary
The holy water The childhood candor The golden taste of every hour The magic breeze The snowy mountains Your hand in mine Is there a way to get it back
Why can't I see it Why can't I feel it anymore The spark of my younger years The sacred in the ordinary The sacred in the ordinary The sacred in the ordinary Let’s sing The sacred in the ordinary The sacred in the ordinary
