идеальная молитва, я считаю.In the darkness before the dawn In the swirling of the storm When I'm rolling with the punches, and hope is gone Leave a light, a light on
Millions of miles from home In the swirling, swimming on When I'm rolling with the thunder but bleed from thorns Leave a light, a light on Leave a light, a light on
Leave a light, a light on Leave a light, a light on
In the darkness before the dawn In the darkness before the dawn Leave a light, a light on Leave a light, a light on