And something will erase the time when we were poor and bad, unloved
We’ll travel to the lake of dreams and all apart
Together we can break the spell and join the kingdom of the skies
This will chain us like a mother’s hands,
That warm and hopeful, oh, my love…
The sun will rise for all of us
We’ll read the signs on the green grass
And follow our hearts to meet
The lake of fire, the air of breed
The green fields and the butterflies
And rocks, where moon is laughing
On our faces
Be with me
God let us start
And something will erase the time when we were poor and bad, unloved
We’ll travel to the lake of dreams and all apart
The sun will rise for all of us
We’ll read the signs on the green grass
And follow our hearts to meet
The lake of fire, the air of breed
Something
© Copyright: Илья Маршак, 2005
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