- Жанр
- Поп-рок
- Лицензия
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- Альбом
- The Story of One Ghost
- Студия
- Дом Кантеле
- Текст
- There’s an angel above my head.
He is helping me
To get the pieces as one.
I believe.
The seas are getting small.
We are walking in the sky.
And I like to see you lie… Lie… Lie…
On the clouds
On the rooftops
Of the world.
Of the world…
On the clouds
On the rooftops
Of the world.
Of the world…
On the clouds
On the rooftops
Of the world.
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Endless story.
Don’t know when it was began.
The last summer came undone.
Do you remember how it used to be?
Oh, please, wait for me.
The seas are getting small.
We are walking in the sky.
And I like to see you lie… Lie… Lie…
The seas are getting small.
We are walking in the sky.
And I like to see you lie…
On the clouds
On the rooftops
Of the world.
Of the world…
On the clouds
On the rooftops
Of the world.
Of the world…
On the clouds
On the rooftops
Of the world.