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Текст: John Stewart. Turn Of The Century (Diana).

She was born at the turn of the century it seems
Born from the world to awaken from a dream
But it is out of her hands, it was meant to be
Oh, you can't turn back Diana, for it is your destiny

And I hope you're dancing, yeah
And I hope you're dancing, yeah

Oh, the love of the world is the wings of the saints
But who answer the call when the light is getting faint?
But they show you no mercy, the merchants of pain
And there is no one alive who isn't speaking your name

And I hope you're dancing, yeah
And I hope you're dancing, yeah

To the music of the angels
And the dawning of the day
I hope you're dancing, Diana
I hope you're dancing, Diana

Oh, she died at the turn of the century, they say
At the end of a chase near the Champs Elysees
You will never grow old, you will never be scorned
In a flash, in the tunnel and a legend was born

And I hope you're dancing, yeah
And I hope you're dancing, yeah

To the music of the angels
And the dawning of the day
I hope you're dancing, Diana
I hope you're dancing, Diana

I hope you're dancing, Diana
I hope you're dancing, Diana
I hope you're dancing, Diana