I want to believe,
That I will not leave
This crazy world,
Before I won't be sold.
We follow our dream.
We don't belong to herd.
Our dream as gleam,
Which calls to go forward.
I don't want to be sold,
Therefore I will not leave.
And I won't be controlled.
I will want to peeve them.
We follow our dream.
We don't belong to herd.
Our dream as gleam,
Which calls to go forward.
Июнь, 2015
*из альбома "Schicksal" музыкального проекта МорокМ vk.com/morokm
Dream
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