Wintery mix on your road, don`t `speed up in vain,
Catch at the station young fastest blue train,
Ride through the snow,the ground below
Is covered with dirtiest sluggish grey pile,
It is inner reflection of soul, rejection of purity
Holding me still for a while.
It is slippery, baby, falling and falling,
My skin has reaction- red spots swollen blame,
The car wheels are breaking,confessing and faking,
Tying the knot feeling hotter,the same.
Fly peacefully , dove,white bird of Saint peace,
Hide my heart in the grove between magical trees,
Whisper the truth, is it ready for me?
The earth of salvation, fair well, sa, la vi .
Catch at the station young fastest blue train,
Ride through the snow,the ground below
Is covered with dirtiest sluggish grey pile,
It is inner reflection of soul, rejection of purity
Holding me still for a while.
It is slippery, baby, falling and falling,
My skin has reaction- red spots swollen blame,
The car wheels are breaking,confessing and faking,
Tying the knot feeling hotter,the same.
Fly peacefully , dove,white bird of Saint peace,
Hide my heart in the grove between magical trees,
Whisper the truth, is it ready for me?
The earth of salvation, fair well, sa, la vi .
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