ИЗ ПЕПЛА Верь (indie version of the 1992 song)
BELIEVE Your houseabode is lonely, He is entangled in a black net. No bell, no knocking on the so are you doomed So wake up, invisible hair, Attracting hearts An inaudible voice will sound To thaw the soul. No, the day is not over, Believe it or Know, only the Day is leaving Into The The wind is howling outside the window, It s like he s moaning in agony The rain blinded the windows, It s like they re but about what These tears and this moan Peace and sleep are carried away. But you have no right to reproach them Rain and wind cannot lie
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