И эта партия -
Past the point of no return -
no backward glances:
the games we've played
till now are at an end . . .
Past all thought of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting: abandon thought,
and let the dream descend . . .
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before
us . . .?
no backward glances:
the games we've played
till now are at an end . . .
Past all thought of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting: abandon thought,
and let the dream descend . . .
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before
us . . .?
Сколько страсти в голосе...
Мужской вокал решает)
А еще... а еще я в щастье)