*поет*

Date: 2010-01-28 10:51 pm (UTC)
Walking down the street.
Distant memories are buried in the past forever.
I follow the Moskva
down to Gorky Park listening to the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night,
where the children of tomorrow share their dreams with you and me.
Take me to the magic...

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