Certainly,
I don't know you
But I believe in power of the light
Certainly, I don't know you
But I know your face
And every piece of you
...
I think, my life is burning
Burning in your arms
You light the candle on returning
In which light's power runs
Do you believe in power
Power of two lonely hearts?
Mistery counts every hour
We are flying among the stars
Would it will be a morning
A morning on a lonely Earth?
Bouquets their petals throwing
And we are as deck of playing cards
Flying apart....
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