- Жанр
- Эстрадная музыка
- Лицензия
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- Студия
- PROKAZA Recordings
- Текст
- Back to the past
Snow is falling in the darkness
Of your little yard.
Slowly falling to the ground
And becoming mud.
You're turning on your favorite song
And turning off the light,
dancing on the cold linoleum
In the quadrate of street lights.
Back to the past
You're drifting-
To heal the wounds,
Back to the past.
Closing my eyes and drifting
With the stream of consciousness,
Far away from life of pain
And emptiness.
I'm descending down the stairs
Into the world where all is true:
Just a few steps ahead
And I'll again meet you.
Back to the past
I'm drifting-
To heal the wounds,
Back to the past.
Through the years,
Through the memories of my life,
Free of fear,
Transcending space and time.
Through the years,
Towards the beauty of your eyes,
Free of tears,
Transcending space and time.