Aventine (Obel Agnes)

Will you go ahead to the Aventine In the holly red in the night Dirt under my shoe from the old at heart Right under you, grinning in the dark You carried my heart in the night To bury the wave in the tide You carried me onto the fields There is a grove, there is a plot Deep in the snow, breaking your heart One step ahead, a thousand miles A trail ablaze to the Aventine You carried my heart in the night To marry the wave with the tide You carried me onto the fields You carried my heart in the night To bury the wave in the tide You carried me onto the fields Play it down, down, down... Play it down, down, down...