The Friends In Folk - The Song Тексты

Rain, cars, sounds rudes
And now a brand new song
And everything around is smooth

I wait for these moments
So blessed, for them I pray
For me, there would be no pain

Doors would not close behind you
Nothing would be cruel
And I would have a clue

Rain, cars, sounds rudes
And now a brand new song
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