Текст песни Bt - Paris
Bt - Paris слова песни
Burning of a million torchesAll that bare your nameSo in their darkness,they bring you great lightAnd sonorous of black holesyou steal their flameSo I`m learning protectionFor my self contained lightIn a plethora of burning suns,In the blackest of pure twilightAnd although I wishto give endlesslyI will not relinquish my sightLet us linger in our luster togetherTogether in this Parisiangarden of lightSo in this perfect of hoursAnd in our silent of spacePray the world grows perfectly stillAnd surrender to our silence, yeaLet me comeBe still in your silenceBe silent and hopefulAgain....I`d like for youTo be still in our silenceBe golden in darknessA g a i n