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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye (unused to flow)
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe,
Th'And moan the expense of many a vanished sight;
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoand moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before:
But if the while I think on thee (dear friend)
All losses are restored, and sorrows end.




When in the silence, in the silent Duma,
I trigger a memory of days gone
Mourn the passing of the pores happy
Still grieving over the shadows dear, -
When vlazhneyut withered eyes,
And, sadly yearning for friends
Hidden death in the gloomy night,
I raise the appearance of them in tears;
Then, the sadness of past sorrow,
I return them my love
As if my tears are they did not know
And waited to be mourned again...
But just remember the you, my dear,
All the past re-covered grave.

I was praying that you and me might end up together
It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I'm holding you closer than most,
Cause you are my heaven.




I was praying that you and I were together
It's like dreaming of rain in the desert.
But I'm stronger just hold you in my arms,
Because you are my sky.

We remember, no surrender
Heroes of our century
Three men stood strong and they held out for long
Going into the fight to their death that awaits
Crazy or brave, will it end in the grave?
As they're giving their lives
As their honor dictates
Far, Far from home to a war
Fought on foreign soil and far
Far from known tell their tale
Their forgotten story
Cobras Fumantes, eterna é sua vitória.




We remember - you didn't give up
Heroes of our century!
Three people were killed, they lasted a long time against the enemy.
They went into battle, into certain death.
Madness or courage, will end their history in the grave?
They have given up on life
As told they honor.
Far, far from home, in war,
That was carried out in a foreign land.
Far, far away from the glory, tell their story,
Their forgotten history.
"Smoking Snakes", the memory of them lives.


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Nights in white satin, never reaching the end
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you...




Nights in white satin will never end
The letters that I wrote, never sent.
I didn't notice the beauty until I saw those eyes,
That's the truth, I can't say more...
Because I love you, Yes I love you Oh, how I love you...

When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf,
And the world makes you King for a day,
Then go to the mirror and look at yourself,
And see what that guy has to say.
For it isnt your Father, or Mother, or Wife,
Who judgement upon you must pass.
The feller whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the guy staring back from the glass.
He's the feller to please, never mind all the rest,
For he's with you clear up to the end,
And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test
If the guy in the glass is your friend.




When you become rich, everyone knows you,
Look in the reflection -
The guy in the mirror can look and say with love
And you listen carefully.
Not father or mother, not your friend, not wife,
Judged strictly for your business.
The guy, whose sentence is always the most important,
Looks from the mirror straight in the eye.
No matter what the guy will be with you
Before you leave us suddenly.
And, believe me, you passed the hardest test of your,
If in the mirror the guy is your friend.
(When you once succeed
And be king for one day
Then look in the mirror, look at yourself,
And listen to what you say, this man is.
This - not the mother, not the father or wife,
Whose judgment you must pass.
The man, whose judgment has the most weight
Is the person looking at you from the mirror.
To him, you have to like and not others
Because only he will be with you until the end.
And you've passed your most dangerous,difficult test
If he says that he's your friend.)