Текст песни Systems In Blue - The Story Of Lara Layne

In the yard cold, cold September night ,
Perhaps a hundred years ago .
Lonely road , and a mysterious fire,
Like a mirage, I can not say.

Old house under the English rain.
And I knocked on the door .
The young woman said: "I was waiting for you "
Candles burned on the floor .

Lara Lane , you - my sweet illusion
When night descends , I call you .
Your smile is so delightful that I was terribly embarrassed.
I will never forget Lara Lane .

On her white dress of fallen roses ,
I have heard the midnight rain .
We drank tea by candlelight
Her name was Lara Lane .