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Born On A Sunday - Art Of Noise: текст песни id 6845185
The time is waiting forward to the break of the dawn
My heart is waiting for you beating time ‘til you’re born
I’m waiting on my own
I’m waiting every day
(Imagine Debussy being born again)
I’m waiting to see you
I’m waiting to feel you
I’m waiting to hear you
I’m here waiting
I’m waiting to see you
I’m waiting to feel you
I’m waiting to hear you
I’m here waiting
(One, two, three, four)
Born again
Seems like years
Seems like years
One hundred years
Seems like years
Seems like years
One hundred years
You were born on a Sunday
On a Sunday at dawn
You were born on a Sunday
On a Sunday at dawn
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