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    Temple Of Love

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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    Текст песни Temple Of Love
    Текст песни Temple Of Love
    With the fire from the fire works up above me
    With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand
    You run for the cover in the temple of love
    You run for another but still the same
    For the wind will blow my name across this land
    In the temple of love you hide together
    Believing pain and fear outside
    But someone near you rides the weather
    And the tears he cried will rain on
    Walls as wide as lovers eyes
    In the temple of love - shine like thunder
    In the temple of love - cry like rain
    In the temple of love - hear my calling
    In the temple of love - hear my name
    And the devil in the black dress watches over
    My guardian angel walks away
    Life is short and love is always over in the morning
    Black wind come carry me far away
    With the sunlight died and the night above me
    With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
    You run for the cover in the temple of love
    You run for another, it's all the same
    For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside
    With the fire from the fire works up above me
    With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain
    You run for cover in the temple of love
    I shine like thunder, cry like rain
    And the temple of love grows old and strong
    But the wind blows stronger, cold and long
    And the temple of love will fall before this
    Black wind calls my name, to you no more
    In the temple of love you hide together
    Believing pain and fear outside
    But someone near you rides the weather
    And the tears he cried will rain on
    Walls as wide as lovers eyes
    In the temple of love you hide together
    Believing pain and fear outside
    But someone near you rides the weather
    And the tears he cried will rain on
    Walls as wide as lovers eyes
    In the black sky thunder sweeping under
    Ground and over water, sounds of crying,
    Weeping will not save your
    Faith for bricks and dreams for mortar
    All your prayers must seem as nothing
    Ninety-six below the wave when
    Stone is dust and only air remains
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