Тексты песен Magica

My, my kin, my enemy My enemy I'm trying I'm sighing I'm fighting, I'm crying Explaining, complaining But it never stops raining The night is young, the light is dim Reaching through the clouds Dark t

And the story has reached the heavens/ And my soul returned to me Great bards have sung my memory / And my story reached thee. Alma, your eyes are diamonds in the night Alma, your heart is running to