В колонках играет - The Angel song
Настроение сейчас - after Grace church

In the chill of the night
While the moon gently sleeps
I wander in silence on snow-laden streets
As I gaze into sunsets over silhouette mountains

I am amazed that the God who made all this, made me

As my eyes were open I began to believe
The mystery of Christmas was truly revealed
A great host of angels came calling to me
Taking me back to the pure sacred peace