There's mystery of Vatican,
Where was some special plan begun,
That tries to hide from all the world
All secrets, that you've never told...
Don't take these ancient roman swords
To stop this foolish plays and wars.
The slaves around you, but again
You'll see the purity of rain,
Its arrows fallen on the ground,
That wash your mind by clear sound.
And rainbow will be soon, around!
You will forget the candals' sound,
We all refuse from fear and war,
There won't be puppets any more,
There will be harmony and peace.
Don't let the Dark ones get you on your knees! Другие произведения автора:
Та весна мне мила и дороже!
Когда-то люди все узнают
Можно быть веселой
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