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On this moonlight night |
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I hear an angel's voice so clearly |
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His wings caught in a net |
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He's crying "Oh please release me" |
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And his sad and hopeless cry |
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I answered in the lonely night |
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Don't be so afraid my angel |
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I'm with you on your thorny flight |
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(Russian words) |
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Strange feeling |
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Like a celestrial art of love |
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Like you're flying away |
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On your white wings |
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Of a dream |
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Suddenly I saw from a distance |
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The sky was calling you away |
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Oh tell me, my angel did I scare you? |
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Or maybe it was just the light of day |
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And the angel's wings unfolded |
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And like a bullet he flew to the endless sky |
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In sadness circling round the world forever |
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He disappeared back into the night |
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(Russian words) |
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Strange feeling |
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Like a celestrial art of love |
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Like you're flying away |
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On your white wings |
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Of a dream |
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Such a strange feeling |
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Only your lips will whisper so sadly |
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This naked night |
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Will tear us apart |
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Forever |
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Such a strange feeling |
