Magic of the history really touched the heart It's so disappointing when one can't be the part Of those magic moments someone told about Magic of the history really touched the heart
I wish to remember 1969 But I was born in my own time I wish to feel glory of the modern days History's repeating anyway
Who will tell our children the stories of the past? About our smiles, about our cries About all our wisdom, that son must tell his son Magic of the history it's the story of your own