Bonnie Tyler Holding out for a hero бля, до чего нравиться когда чел в белом разнос устроил наглым у, банам

Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods Where s the streetwise Hercules To fight the rising odds Isn t there a white knight upon a fiery steed Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need I need a hero I m holding out for a hero til the end of the night He s gotta be strong And he s gotta be fast And he s gotta be fresh from the fight