The island of St.George (BG)

Years will go away, and days will go away,
But won't go out those lights,
The lights, which first we lit
Over the island of St.George.

Around him the river flows,
It keeps the words of his sand;
We will be happy while the centuries run,
The island of St.George saves us.

To my friends – my hand,
Let we're going from afar,
We will be happy while the centuries run,
The island of St.George saves us.





"Wake up"
Альбом "Parables by Count Diffuser"
Альбомы Б.Г.
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