Touch The Sky (Brave) - guitar cover

Качество звука сильно хромает:) When the cold wind is a calling And the sky is clear and bright, Misty mountains sing and beckon, Lead me out into the light. I will ride, I will fly, Chase the wind and touch the sky Where dark woods hide secrets, And mountains are fierce and bold, Deep waters hold reflections, Of times lost long ago. I will hear every story take hold of my own dream. Be as strong as the seas are stormy And as proud as an eagle’s scream