воскресенье, ноября 25, 2007

A little bit of lyrics...

Love is rare... It makes us enjoy the life and be afraid of it. It forces us to laugh in the face of death and causes our cries...
It is like wind in the calm summer field — brings rescuring coolness and breath of fresh air, then blend our thoughts, feellings, tastes, our souls and makes us choke.
It forces us to change...
Love overthrows everything, it overthrows ourselves. It is the power to destroy and to build...
It is walking through times, centuries, epochs, passing and endowing every fraction and entity. It doesn't matter who are you, where are you, what are you going to be...
It can come and capture in its sweet and harsh captivity...                                But love ir still rare...

                                                    Loving...

                                                                                                                     .... Yul'KO

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