They called you a nun while you studied,
You really look like a saint,
You stand in angelic white jacket
And sing, deep absorbed in yourself.
Your eyesight embodies a prayer,
And even when you are- Carmen,
It doesn’t bring pain, burns or slays you
But everything to us donates.
Not vampire you are but a donor,
And the Main was killed at the Cross,
His Cross Is the voice whose performance
Is always and everywhere heard.
They called you a nun while you studied,
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2014
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I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change
[Chorus:]
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
The wind of change blows straight
Into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring
The freedom bell for peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Skorpions
Тауберт Ортабаев 05.11.2014 23:46 • Заявить о нарушении
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
The future's in the air
I can feel it everywhere
Blowing with the wind of change
[Chorus:]
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
The wind of change blows straight
Into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring
The freedom bell for peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Skorpions
Тауберт Ортабаев 05.11.2014 23:46 • Заявить о нарушении
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park -
about MOSCOW!!!
Елизавета Судьина 05.11.2014 23:51 Заявить о нарушении
Down to Gorky Park -
about MOSCOW!!!
Елизавета Судьина 05.11.2014 23:51 Заявить о нарушении
possibly
I prefer to Russia St. Petersburg
and of course Moscow
Тауберт Ортабаев 05.11.2014 23:54 Заявить о нарушении
I prefer to Russia St. Petersburg
and of course Moscow
Тауберт Ортабаев 05.11.2014 23:54 Заявить о нарушении
I - vice versa!
Piter? Why?
it is so gloomy!
Moscow - sunny!
Елизавета Судьина 05.11.2014 23:56 Заявить о нарушении
Piter? Why?
it is so gloomy!
Moscow - sunny!
Елизавета Судьина 05.11.2014 23:56 Заявить о нарушении