Ирина Юрьевна

I just want to move again, tonight, before the night fades away, light, burning like my youthful flame, glow, shining bright just like before, oh, though the lonely wind shakes my soul, my story isn't over yet. To the rhythm of euronescope, I dance through twilight lost in memory, like the river, time just flows away, wisdom lifts in lines upon my face, there was pain, but happiness as well. Every moment, tell the story, I'll keep.