Poets Of The Fall (гитара) - The Beautiful Ones / Прекрасные создания... Ведь они просто ищут путь домой... | Текст песни

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Flies with a broken wing
She's ever so graceful
So like an angel
But I see, tears flow quietly

The struggle she's seen this spring
When nothing comes dancing
Paying a handsome fee
And still she smiles at me

And I can't take it,
No I can't help but wonder...

Why do we sacrifice the beautiful ones?
How do you break a heart of gold?
Why do we sacrifice our beautiful souls?
Heroes of tales unsung, untold

Sweet as an angel sings
She gives though she has none
Left but the last one, free,
Unhesitatingly

And I am humbled
I'm a broken mirror
And I can't help but wonder...

Why do we sacrifice the beautiful ones?
How do you break a heart of gold?
Why do we sacrifice our beautiful souls?
Heroes of tales unsung, untold

Why do we sacrifice the beautiful ones?
Why when they walk with love alone?
Why do we sacrifice our beautiful souls?
Just trying to find their way home

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