"прости, помоему это не очень хорошая погода
здесь ветер туман и холодно
и погода не такая уж и хорошая
would you break me? я лечу"
every reach the highest level
an eternal(?) dust to go
there is no hell or heaven
that would stop us from our goal
and nothing really matters i have this feeling that move us all
and nothing really matters we will stand when others fall
and nothing really matters i have this feeling that move us all
and nothing really matters we will stand when others fall
would you break me? would you break me?
free your mind, free yourself
we should stand here until the end
there's no limit to reach the sky
we could live among the stars
and nothing really matters i have this feeling that move us all
and nothing really matters we will stand when others fall
and nothing really matters i have this feeling that move us all
and nothing really matters we will stand when others fall
"прости, помоему это не очень хорошая погода
здесь ветер туман и холодно
и погода не такая уж и хорошая
would you break me? я лечу"
здесь ветер туман и холодно
и погода не такая уж и хорошая
would you break me? я лечу"
every reach the highest level
an eternal(?) dust to go
there is no hell or heaven
that would stop us from our goal
and nothing really matters i have this feeling that move us all
and nothing really matters we will stand when others fall
and nothing really matters i have this feeling that move us all
and nothing really matters we will stand when others fall
would you break me? would you break me?
free your mind, free yourself
we should stand here until the end
there's no limit to reach the sky
we could live among the stars
and nothing really matters i have this feeling that move us all
and nothing really matters we will stand when others fall
and nothing really matters i have this feeling that move us all
and nothing really matters we will stand when others fall
"прости, помоему это не очень хорошая погода
здесь ветер туман и холодно
и погода не такая уж и хорошая
would you break me? я лечу"