Golden Skans+Feel Good Inc. (Зал Ожидания 10.06.12)
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on. You can forget our future plans. Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans, From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.
Set sail from sense, bring all her young. Set sail from where we once begun. While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone. Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young. A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone. Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.
Windmill, Windmill for the land. Turn forever hand in hand Take it all there on your stride It is tinking, falling down
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on. You can forget our future plans. Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans, From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.
We sailed from sense, brought all our young. We sailed from where we once begun. While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone. Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young. A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone. Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.
Windmill, Windmill for the land. Turn forever hand in hand Take it all there on your stride It is tinking, falling down Love forever love is free Let's turn forever you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in?