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Текст: Atreyu. Nevada’s Grace.

In this perfection I
Lament her beauty
Her voice a sour note
In this bitter serenade

In this perfection
I lament her beauty
Her voice a sour note
In this bitter serenade

And all these words I could have would have should have said
Ring out like gunshots across long lost days
If that wasn?t love then what the fuck was I thinking?
I would bear my soul, just to bask in your grace

And your beauty
Your strength inspires all of my days
I would carry any load
Just to bear your cross for one day

In this perfection I
Lament her beauty
Her voice a sour note
In this bitter serenade

In this perfection
I lament her beauty
Her voice a sour note
In this bitter serenade

Your love fills me up
When the blood in my body has drained
And your strength is my backbone
When I feel every bone break

When I felt the pain
I sweared to let no one in
And then you were
A vision of beauty

It takes my breath away
You took my breath away
And it takes my breath away
How you took my breath away

And it takes my breath away
How you took my breath away
And it takes my breath away
How you took my breath away

How could I know that you would take my breath away?
And how could I know one kiss would change everything

Your love fills me up
When the blood in my body has drained
And your strength is my backbone
When I feel every bone break

Your love fills me up
When the blood in my body has drained
And your strength is my backbone
When I feel every bone break