Souls
And the stars snowflakes are melting like.
Nature is trying to help us,
So that souls come from the Sky.
Their earthly souls meet them,
Trying to overcome Themselves,
For any punishments
We agree, flying away well.
Chorus:
Souls are always alive,
They are watching us from above.
Birds, they are nocturnal smile,
Are twinkling in the sky the stars.
Tired, they descend to the ground,
They will a little dream with us died.
The shadow for a moment They will be someone's,
And again they fly away into the Sky.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JiVa66TFVps «Souls» автор, исполнитель Болеслав Войшко
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