Time will pass, time will pass.
Just believe in it.
Old Year boss draws to cross
Tired and complete.
I will sing, sing so much
My nocturnal tune,
And I build that one arch
From the Earth to Moon.
Chorus:
I'm gonna print my secrets on the sand,
Whisper to the strand and sea.
The branch will set in waves along your hand,
Like a diamond stand from me.
You can see, you can see
In the dark night-time,
How the boss comes to us
With the festive chime.
New Year comes, new Age comes.
I believe, my friends
Are alive in this life
On the others lands.
Chorus.
Time Will Pass
© Copyright: Юрий Розвадовский, 2008
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