Текст песни Motorama - This Night

No focus Her birth is a dark explosion No more comfort, a miracle or horror We are sitting and breathing Do you hear that singing? We are waiting for the meeting This night is a child of a black sun This night is a child of a black sun A glimpse of a black thing A shimmer of a dark ring A new place with the new feelings A new way of living A new way of thinking A new way of breathing This night is a child of a black sun This night is a child of a black sun This night is a child of a black sun This night is a child of a black sun
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