July 27, 200620 yr один из моих текстов: [B]The Choice[/B] (Lyrics by I. Volkov) Imagine, you are standing in the boundless steppe alone Between the green sea and blue skies Imagine, all the fragile things are simply getting strong When touch of wind intensifies Imagine, that the creeping waves are gentle breath of death The only thing you can do is just to hide Imagine, all you try to save within is void of any sense On the twisting roads of your life [I]Chorus:[/I] It’s plain to see What is underneath your skin It’s plain to see But in another way It’s plain to see What is underneath your skin It’s plain to see But only not to you Imagine, then the red blooms will encircle you like eyes Staring at you from the other side Imagine, these are friends of yours ready to explain Such a usual event getting strange In any case you go away and your tranquility will grow You went homeward keep it in confidence The field is empty now and essence of reality is torn You’ve left this place for something else [I]Chorus:[/I] It’s plain to see What is underneath your skin It’s plain to see But in another way It’s plain to see What is underneath your skin It’s plain to see But only not to you They say you start new life in city far away from here Stopped the contacts unable to return The open spaces now begin to suffocate in closeness You feel abandoned in the crowded street You often say to me in dreams you always turn back time But actually you know it’s just a fake What’s done is done and nothing could change the laws installed Submit and odds will favour you
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