Poetry Of Soul (исполнитель: Лиза Лукашина)
[bad word] [bad word] [bad word] Like a candle may my pain go out Inevitability of meeting and leaving May the [bad word] 'round as a healing Joy of finding and being found. I will raise above the vanity Breaking granite of the people's noise. It was here, but not in my eternity Let your time just lift its voice. [bad word] My love my love It's poetry of soul My love my love In nightly silence And waves roll Everything will pass, but don't be sad... Day will be replaced by day again... Love your enemies and don't offend... 'Cause only love will have no end...