The evening town's eyes are blind
You're driving cross a night
Your crazy speed excites her mind
You whisper 'She was right'
Indeed this happens? Your breakthrough
Is speed of breath in her
Just look at meeting flow of cars
Her thoughts mix with yours
Your impuls move and fire speed
Dissolve in flow streets
But town's silence should be sleep
Don't see your fight in beats
The moves of souls, Paradise,
They will to stop at cross
One moment quiet in blue eyes
But you go on hot horse
And maybe she will turn her wheel
Will drive across a stream
Burn off inside your horse is steel
And she will drive with him
The Speed
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