Понедельник, 08 Марта 2010 г. 01:33
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I dream of rain, halay-halay
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain, halay-halay
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire, halay-halay
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames, halay-halay
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
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