soul Hang over the streets at night Brought on by the cold We live with the numbers Mining our dreams for the same old song What hope for the turning
soul They hang over the streets at night Brought on by the cold We live with the numbers Mining a dream for the same old song What hope for the turning
Vertimas: Oazė. Tekinimo.
a piano I can't find the C Come one, turn up the sun Turn it up for everyone Love one another Love one another Come on, turn up the sun Turn it up,
a border And back to the snow So if you see me And I look right through You shouldn?t take it As a reflection of you Come on, Turn up the sun Turn it
Vertimas: Oazė. Turn Up The Sun.
And back to the snow So if you see me And I look right through You shouldn?t take it As a reflection of you Come on, Turn up the sun Turn it up for
border And back to the snow So if you see me And I look right through You shouldn?t take it As a reflection of you Come on, Turn up the sun Turn it
border And back to the snow So if you see me And I look right through You shouldn't take it As a reflection of you Come on, Turn up the sun Turn it
