Текст песни Tim O`Brien - Travelers
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We are but travelers on a road without end Searching for signs that the spirit may send There are few answers in this life I`m afraid Only more questions from this world that he made South of the city where the olive trees grow In the space between moments my heart sometimes goes I bathe in the silence there down on my knees Then it`s gone like a woman who dances to tease There was no way I could hold you my dear I can only get closer with each passing year Sometimes I`m inside you, sometimes we`re apart But there`s always a place for you here in my heart And if we survive it will all just depend For we are but travelers on a road without end