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Собственно, решила выложить песню, которую мы поем... Еще музыку кинуть могла бы, но это очень долго при моем-то инете! =))

Dreams,under crying sky
About the hope, about the life
Is this the only thing
You want to be your sweetest labour
And no one cares about?
So hold it tightly through the doubts
Walk out and see the curtain fall
Rise up your hands and hear the call
Of freedom ringing outside
Of heart that’s beating up inside
Listen to the voice of mental friend
And be together _____to the end

Keep your soul in touch With me
And I will be your friend
Closer look in eyes of saints
Share with them your hand
And if you can forget
All that’s bad and worse
Happiness will fall and not the curse

Dreams,without being scared
Of this world’s going to the end
Don’t let this fear out
Close your mind for morbid thoughts
Forget all sicknesses and shots
Divide your soul from hell inside
But bear the difference in mind
So that you can decide to live
And let your enemies forgive

Keep your soul in touch With me
And I will be your friend
Closer look in eyes of saints
Share with them your hand
And if you can forget
All that’s bad and worse
Happiness will fall and not the curse

Dreams, friends will be with you
Until you do preserve the view
But do they really care?
How can they know what’s in your sight
If there’s no color in the light
Just shining purity around
And you’re at home
You’re safe and sound

Keep your soul in touch With me
And I will be your friend
Closer look in eyes of saints
Share with them your hand
And if you can forget
All that’s bad and worse
Happiness will fall and not the curse