Denis Lyubich - Ballad | Текст песни

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• Ballad

I don't know how it happens,
I don't know how it goes,
It always really knocks me out
When it is getting close;

It swallows all my feelings,
It swallows all my thoughts,
And now my sober wisdow
Is writing final notes.

Chorus

I know there is no heaven
And angels don't exist,
I don't know how it happens,
But I cannot resist.
And every way is written
For me, for us, for you -
We have to love each other,
That's all that we can do

That's all that we
can
do.

All friends are friends forever
If they're not enemies.
We're all eternal soldiers,
We're always on our knees.

And victory is sacred,
The winner takes his sin,
All sins are saint for devil
Who makes this planet spin.

Chorus

It's all we can do, baby.

And devil is a feeling,
Which blossoms in remorse,
All genious musicians
Won't sing it in their songs

And all inspired artists
Won't find these solemn tones
And even greatest lovers
Can't tell you how it goes.

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