The Black Atlantic - Fragile meadow

^FWoman, tranquilly ^Dmlaboring ^Fat all love's culti^Dmvation

but I ^Emdo beli^Dmeve oh I ^Dmam fortunate ^Emto have ^Fmet you, ^Dmwoman

^FWoman, how ephemeral our ^Dmgrace is ^Fin these wind stricken pl^Dmains

But I ^Emdo be^Dmlieve, oh it^Dm is our fate ^Emto res^Fide here, ^Dmwoman

^GAway from the ^Fmountains of ^Eyouth and ^Gsafety, ^Foh, In a fragile mea^Edow

In a fragile mea^Fdow^Dm, fragile mead^Gow fragile mead^Fow,^Dm fragile mea^Gdow

^FWoman, I see you ^Dmbloom in ^Fthis sun, the sun that ^Dmwe have shaped

but I ^Emdo bel^Dmieve oh you ^Dmare my companion and ^Emtrue ^Flover, ^Dmwoman

Through ^Gall our ^Frains and ^Ewintry ^Gphases, I ^Fhave come to ^Elove you

love you for ^Fyou, ^DmI love you for^G you 4x ;)