Текст песни sir march - мой желанный беглец.

you and I have learned an hour to turn in a minute,
no matter what the weather ,
how to display the number of
and not having a specific route
we went,
and where - all the same.

I'm with you getting the wind,
overthrown severity
with a tired back
we as two Sleepless in Seattle :
though different,
but remains equal

talk about the past
remained lived through the bottom.
sadness flowed flood
leaving stains on the wet ground July .

thank you,
What's stopping time ,
thank you for the smile hearts.
you healed the wounds
you, my coveted fugitive .