Hear the music of dead
The rumbling of thousand spirits
THere are no more heroes
Alve.
Behold the face of the Night.
THe figure of the dying Day.
"To live" is "to sacrifice"
But Don`t you be afraid.
We used to walk hand in hand
To dance in the thunder rain.
We used to pretend
Undying.
I`ve never been young at heart
Since the day i tasted love.
I know, No one can get enough
Of life.
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© Copyright: Сергей Седаков, 2014
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