There are moments when I feel like believing
In those fading dreams, and fight my sorrow and gain that feeling,
Feeling of life.
Say that there is no tomorrow,
Say that there is no yesterday,
All I had is blown away,
By the wind of change.
Can you feel its wings?
That only sorrow brings?
Oh, be ready to live and die,
Be ready to love and lie,
Be ready for hatred and smile,
Be ready for lonely time.
’Cause there is always wind of change…
Wind of Change
© Copyright: Валерий Агатьев, 2012
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