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Текст: Asia. Kings of The Day.

Heroes of the future
The keepers of the past
And objects of our beauty
Remaining till the last

Walking on the water
The oceans at our feet
The passage of our nature
The taste of bitter-sweet

So shall we be kings?
Born just to win
Proud voices sing
And we wish that this life
Would go on and on

Looking in the distance, ooh
The fever on the street
Cast away the covers
Let my people see

Oh, rulers of the network
Leaders from the dark
Embrace a generation, oh
The first will be the last

So shall we be kings?
Born just to win
Proud voices sing
And we wish that this life
Would go on and on

Shall we be kings?
Born just to win
Proud voices sing
And we wish that this life
Would go on and on

We will never give up
Till the day is done

Shall we be kings?
Born just to win
Proud voices sing
And we wish that this life
Would go on and on

Shall we be kings?
Born just to win
Proud voices sing
And we wish that this life
Would go on and on

We will never give up
Till the day is done
And we hope that the word
Will live on and on

Time waiting
Time taking
Life, ooh

Time waiting
Time taking
Life, ooh

Time waiting
Time taking
Life