viernes, 15 de octubre de 2010

The Game

Son rusos, tienen mucha energía, y molan bastante, incluso aunque les oigas cantar en ruso y no tengas ni zorra de lo que cantan, son los que te animan a moverte.

The dream comes true.
The dream has secret name.
You can't find trace.
I'll never be the same.
In all your thoughts
In every spark of light
You can feel my breath
My spirit's shining bright

I see your coming fall... this game has no end.
My promises are shades on wet sand.
Don't be so dogging shy to join my delight.
Stay just my only love... for tonight.

This temptation's everywhere.
I can feel it in the air.
Look I'm losing all my strengths and I don't care!

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