Every face I see is cold as ice, Everything I touch is pale, Ever since I lost imagination. Like a stream that flows into the sea, I am lost for all eternity, Ever since you took your love away from me. Sometimes the sound of goodbye, Is louder than any drumbeat.
Every face I see is cold as ice, Everything I touch is pale, Ever since I lost imagination. Like a stream that flows into the sea, I am lost for all eternity, Ever since you took your love away from me. Sometimes the sound of goodbye, Is louder than any drumbeat.
как я понял там что то в сквере ветеранов проходило"может так случится что это произойдет с вами ...вселенная так работает, что ваши пожелания прилетают к вам обратно" (с)