I’ve sung on every street in our city
But you haven’t come on any of them.
With each new song I felt weaker and weaker.
I don’t know myself why I stayed there…
I was feeling the unstoppable hope inside,
Some faith keep me steady against my mind,
One thing that was warming up is my soul
While I couldn’t feel my arms from the cold.
But suddenly the soft snow began to fall,
Everything came to life from nothing at all.
No matter what was in my soul that night
It was an unexpected magic from the sky!
Magic from the sky
© Copyright: Марк Волжский, 2024
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