In the stunning suburban church the orchestra delivers the goods The choir swoons The soloists soar & the whole beautiful thing goes on & on But all the time they’re playing my eyes keep sliding over to the stained-glass window where the yellow-haired angel
Brahm’s Requiem
Brahm’s Requiem
Brahm’s Requiem
In the stunning suburban church the orchestra delivers the goods The choir swoons The soloists soar & the whole beautiful thing goes on & on But all the time they’re playing my eyes keep sliding over to the stained-glass window where the yellow-haired angel