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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Irina Borisovna Parshina
[00:25.386]My hopes, my will
[00:29.465]Were never a part of you
[00:36.608]Those days were sad and cold
[00:41.072]I'll never want them back again
[00:48.129]But in this moment we are close to each other again
[00:51.099]It's like a merge of different colors
[00:52.663]In a silver mountain lake
[00:53.870]We are at home again
[00:59.605]It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
[01:02.334]It's like falling from the edge
[01:04.140]To the bed with cold clean pillow
[01:33.454]Your voice is pure and soft
[01:38.432]It's throwing me back to my hopes
[01:45.531]My ears were deaf and cold
[01:49.525]Please hold me tight in your arms again
[01:56.766]But in this moment we are close to each other again
[01:59.610]It's like a merge of different colors
[02:01.261]In a silver mountain lake
[02:02.552]We are at home again
[02:08.316]It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
[02:11.109]It's like falling from the edge
[02:12.829]To the bed with cold clean pillow
[02:19.624]But in this moment we are close to each other again
[02:22.310]It's like a merge of different colors
[02:24.049]In a silver mountain lake
[02:25.433]We are at home again
[02:31.053]It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
[02:33.914]It's like falling from the edge
[02:35.389]To the bed with cold clean pillow
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作曲 : Irina Borisovna Parshina
My hopes, my will
Were never a part of you
Those days were sad and cold
I'll never want them back again
But in this moment we are close to each other again
It's like a merge of different colors
In a silver mountain lake
We are at home again
It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
It's like falling from the edge
To the bed with cold clean pillow
Your voice is pure and soft
It's throwing me back to my hopes
My ears were deaf and cold
Please hold me tight in your arms again
But in this moment we are close to each other again
It's like a merge of different colors
In a silver mountain lake
We are at home again
It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
It's like falling from the edge
To the bed with cold clean pillow
But in this moment we are close to each other again
It's like a merge of different colors
In a silver mountain lake
We are at home again
It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
It's like falling from the edge
To the bed with cold clean pillow