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Translated by Boris Anisimov. original version The world keeps turning like a carousel Enchanted with an everlasting spell With winds of malice, envy, strife and gall Can't count them all... Can't count them all — no life has been immune To strife and anger that arise so soon To crush our dreams and then instill our fears With rains of tears and winds so fierce Day and night, the world of ours has ever been Going 'round the sun Making all the storms of life and biting winds Come full circle now But in this world there is a wind of change It comes to cause all things to rearrange It will come flying when the time is right To drive away the winds of strife. Day and night, the world of ours has ever been Going 'round the sun Making all the storms of life and biting winds Come full circle now Soon the raging winds will halt and cease All the way beyond our range It will come, this tender, fresh and warmer breeze Called the wind of change Soon the raging winds will halt and cease All the way beyond our range It will come, this tender, fresh and warmer breeze Called the wind of change Материалы, используемые в данном видеоролике, (музыка, картинки, фото и видео) взяты из открытых источников в интернете. Если Вы являетесь автором материала или обладателем авторских прав на него и против его использования в моей работе - сообщите мне личным письмом или оставьте комментарий под видеороликом
