Сейчас звучал в винампе Альбиони.. Ненавижу этого композитора - от него мурашки по коже и слезы на глазах.. От Олежкиного концерта и от другой композиции, более известной - одинаково... Ощущение, что весь лед вселеной проникает под кожу...

А после - как теплый контраст - Reamonn - Tonight.

She never took the train alone
she hated being on her own
She always took me by the hands
and say she needs me
She never wanted love to fail
she always hoped that it was real
She'd look me in the eyes and say believe me
But then night becomes the day
and there’s nothing left to say
If there's nothing left to say - then something’s wrong

Oh tonight you killed me with your smile
so beautiful and wild so beautiful ....

мда.. Истинно, If there's nothing left to say - then something’s wrong ...

LI 5.09.15