Бесконечность многоточий
February 18
Last Time
Last time I went by the sunny valley.
Last time I dreamt a truly love.
I’ve come to flying stars at last,
That through up the pressure under.
Give me Lord some patience once
Just before the crushing thunder.
Like the ocean raining breeze.
Going through the skinny rivers.
You have tamed my strong desire
Dance for me like wind in spring.
Sing for me and dance with me,
Tell me things I didn’t think.
Last time I went by the nighty cities.
Last time I heal my broken heart.