А за окном тишина тихо шепчет она И на сердце тоска, боль... на душе пустота Все как будто во сне,тихо плачет струна Я не пойму, откуда все это, будто
А за окном тишина,тихо шепчет она, И на сердце тоска. Боль на душе пустота,все как-будто во сне, Тихо плачет струна. Я не пойму от куда все это? Буд-то
I've got a smile that I put on When I'm not at home, when I'm not alone But it is so hard to make that smile 'Cause I know I'll be at home and alone in
In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town One dusty street to walk up and down Nothin' much to see but a starvin' hound In a Mississippi cotton pickin
There's a delta for every epsilon, It's a fact that you can always count upon. There's a delta for every epsilon And now and again, There's also an n.
Well, come away with me, my little delta boy I wanna be your delta mama for a while And if you stay you'll see I can bring you lots of joy I can turn
M I double S I double S I double P I M I double S I double S I double P I Right in the middle of the cotton belt Down in the Mississippi Delta Wearin
The pale sun spits a slow death down to this blinded mankind while the wooden horse of science elevates a grey hell to the sky So the little superbrains
On the air Words of wisdom spread across this land And nod your head in faithful trust in me So senseless - there's no doubt about it So senseless - when
Where do we go? Wake up people! We're on a deadrace There is no time! How can you believe it or trust it? This system's proved that it's absurd Settings
Sweet leaf, why did you turn around I'm stumblin' snowblind through the trees But what is this, that stands before me It's an iron man of the grave Laughing
[Introduction] [instrumental] [Eruption] [instrumental] [Beyond The Gates] Time - passing as the world changed it's face Past - all that used to be
Originally performed by Genesis Holy Mother of God You've got to go faster than that to get to the top. Dirtly old mountain All covered in smoke, she
[R. Hubert]
Your tired eyes cannot light yourpath This weariness! It's hard to stay awake Time goes by. You can't afford to waste away Your mission needs your strenghts
[instrumental]
Gates far behind Priests out of mind Endless the night Nocturnal flight Eyes in the dark, Wait for the spark Waste everywhere... Peril in sight Pray