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Оля Деваяни 156: литературный дневник

Why don’t we sing this song all together
open our heads, let the pictures come.
And if we close all our eyes together
then we will see where we all come from.
Pictures of us through the steamy haze
Pictures of us painted in our place.
Why don’t we sing this song all together.
open our heads let the pictures come.
And if we close all our eyes together
then we will see where we all come from.
Pictures of us beating on our dreams
Never stopping til’ the rain has come.
Why don’t we sing this song all together
open our heads let the pictures come.
And if we close all our
Eyes together then we will see where we all come from.



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