May I kiss you wound?
Maybe that will heal my soul
Free me from this tomb, light my darkness, make me whole!
Let me take your hand, and together we shall fly to a lonely place, where as "lovers" we can die
In an land so dark of seven moons eternal night, with a sky of thousand stars, yet, for us there is no light- there waits no light

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2018.09.08

Sergey Sviridov

очень приятная музыка, заставляет о многом задуматься