Singer: Alice. Page 2

Maybe it's just my nonsense,
Maybe life is not so good
Maybe I will come to the light,
But I was flying when singing soul.

Between the word sorry
And the ability to forgive
Ice space winters
Do not add, not to take.

In this world there are too many people,
Who in the mud himself lifted up.

On the threshold of heaven
To the high stars
At midnight at hand.
On the threshold of heaven
Loyal to give up,
So it is easier to breathe.
On the threshold of heaven,
Lost in grieving,
Baptized with strength and power.
On the threshold of heaven
You'll hear me
Where rain is born.

Smile like children,
Those who are habitual grin.
So I let the lists the wind
And the wind kept his word.

When the shadow into spirit,
When the flame will be the eyes,
At the dawn of the silent rooster
Taking dawn in reproach.
Calm down cry of fear
Will dissolve in the wine of love,
Thaw the soul in tears
Realizing that forgiven.

Re-read, reconsider
And make sure the city inside.
The forgotten city, his slanted roofs
And blown up the walls!
Reconsider, re-read
And make sure you went over the edge,
Beyond the boundaries of the reporting boundaries
And laid out schemes!

In the complexes born of arrogance, nothing more.

Time to change names!

Battle for your life
Or life for battle -
Everything is in our hands.

And you dance, dance at the crossroads of rain
Over the rainbow puddles, along the edge of thunderstorms.

Until dawn is only the breath.
Cloud first ray caught off guard.
As always, another game in the law.
Swing up, swing down the law...

And we are all silent, but all can not understand
As it so happened that took us all by surprise?
We knew the life we could play
And now follow the Lord of the fleas.

But the clock is already a quarter to three,
Time is like the river, can not be undone ago.
You ever try to look
Look,
That he was able, did what, and who happy about that.