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You can only get so far
With no one by your side
A dark storms lies ahead.
So far you can go,
Only if no one is around
And ahead of the raging storm.

Dirty thoughts piling up at once to get a life. At this point they begin to twist into a terrible storm.

I'm looking for in the rain, on the screen of the sunset
woman of the sun and the night.
And the wind carries away the fragments of a confession
but brings no answers.
we are the nameless waves of a mad ocean
washing the night from the dawn.

Storm, storm, storm, storm.
We came from the sea
with a measured period of wandering
the gray small puddles.
We hide in the gloom of the sealed Windows
and tightly curtained shower.
And the wind carries away the fragments of a confession
but brings no answers.
we are the nameless waves of a mad ocean
washing the night from the dawn.
Storm, storm, storm.
And I wrapped up in a storm in the cradle.
Storm, storm, storm.
The foam spray, salt Blizzard.
Storm, storm, storm.
In the ocean, lay on the ground.
The storm, the storm is my storm.
This is our storm.

Natural disasters are impossible to fight. A hurricane is coming - will have to get out of the way. But when you're in a Jaeger, you can fight the hurricane. And win.

The night was dark, almost impenetrable. In the distance I heard the thunder, and blazed side zippers. The sea foamed, crashing against the coastal rocks. I was looking at the rage of the elements, and he wished that soon will no longer be able to enjoy them. Nothing was spared and didn't cry, but the sea... already missed. Strange feeling. Wrong.

Belle, what do you think? voice Ti.
- About freedom. About the power. On infinity. See, the water crashing on the shore, broken into tiny splashes, and it seems that the stone won. But the tiny drop is still a piece of sea, and it will crumble down, again it will merge with the wave and let her whole, as if they had never suffered defeat. Will strike again. And again. And so until then yet will not undermine the stone and he will not give up and will not collapse, turned into a small rolled pebbles. The sea cannot be restrained. It is hard, willful and always free. You know?

Sooner or later, every hurricane, every storm will blow over... and then there's the usual calm. No storm lasts forever...

I don't want to be a mere memory that will soon take by storm!

About you the waves break in a storm, the ships, those that are first time in flight, swallow, and repent.
About you bird flocks pierce the heavens, fly South, and return again in the spring.

Truly a beautiful cloud, promising a furious storm, but it is better to admire it from solid ground.

When you're caught in a storm, there is no turning back.