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В колонках играет - Keen "Nothing In My Way"
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Parting With Past…
Your steps in the silence,
Your touches on skin,
You came from the darkness
In which you have been…
You were like an angel,
You were as a king,
Your power was reining,
As feathers reign wing…
You came here in evening
When fist snow laid down.
The snow was the meaning
That you were around.
Your razorblade whisper,
Your beautiful cry,
Our meeting was misprint
And now I know why…
The book which was written,
The stories were told,
Our talks were forbidden,
And we were not bold…
We had to resist it,
But we had no power,
In book our meetings consisted
An hour…
But you are a hero,
Your actions are smart,
I look in a mirror
And see broken heart...