твоя Симфония Огня! Вечный поток Из тысячи дорог Выбрал этот путь, И время не вернуть! Танец теней В мерцании свечей - И звучит твоя Симфония
никто, Древний город спит, ты ушёл давно, И я смотрю: дождь стучит в окно, Мокрое стекло, а время мчится в никуда, Значит всё прошло. --RF-- Симфония
: All alone, and now it feels so hopeless. With the temporary blood that your draw. Keep in mind when I'm Trying to hold this together, Now you're gone
: All alone now it feels so hopeless, with the temporary blood that you draw. Keep in
: (Instrumental)
: Oh, I'm giving up the one I love I'll kick off the great disaster It's starlight's gift to hold this hurt They offered their hearts and we tore them
: I know that you need me To survive in this world world of empty words take my hand and feel me i i'll be your friend... forever be [Bridge:] In the
: You've given me a true love and every day I thank you love For a feeling that's so new So inviting, so exciting Whenever you're near I hear a symphony
: You're not a ship to carry my life You are nailed to my love in many lonely nights I've strayed from the cottages and found myself here For I need
: Who'll walk me down to church when I'm sixty years of age When the ragged dog they gave me has been ten years in the grave And senorita play guitar
: Tonight Do we have to fight again Tonight I just want to go to sleep Turn out the light But you want to carry grudges Nine times out of ten I see the
: What have I got to do to make you love me What have I got to do to make you care What do I do when lightning strikes me And I wake to find that you
: No man's a jester playing Shakespeare Round your throne room floor While the juggler's act is danced upon The crown that you once wore And sooner
: If you feel that it's real I'm on trial And I'm here in your prison Like a coin in your mint I am dented and I'm spent with high treason Through a
: Peering out of tiny eyes The grubby hands that gripped the rail Wiped the window clean of frost As the morning air laid on the latch A whistle awakened
: Have you heard the dogs at night Somewhere on the hill Chasing some poor criminal And I guess they're out to kill Oh there must be shackles on his
: Goodbye Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork
: You tell me there's an angel in your tree Did he say he'd come to call on me For things are getting desperate in our home Living in the parish of the
