I don't want to be alone.
I can't live anymore so.
I leave you, but you must know,
Hearts can be cleaned by a thunderstorm.
Chorus
Thunderstorm cleans our hearts.
Muddy gem will be washed by tears.
Gust of love will change the life.
It’ll give us many happy flares.
I need thunderstorm of love.
I need thunderstorm of love.
I need thunder-storm of love.
I need your love.
Don’t try to stop me - you're wrong.
If you let me go in throes.
You'll look for me in quick flows.
Hearts can be cleaned by a thunderstorm.
15.02.2014
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Картина Pierre Auguste Cot