Текст песни Gary Moor - With Love
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With love (remember) С любовью (вспомни) The summer rain like teardrops on my window. Reminds me of a time so long ago. And through each drop of rain I see, within my heart you'll always be. I pray you will remember me with love. The golden shades of autumn all around us. They tell me nothing ever stays the same. And as the leaves all turn to brown, I watch them floating to the ground. I pray you will remember me with love. As I look back on the springtime, there is one day I recall. Blankets of gold in the fields of love. Remember, remember. The coldest days of winter draw so close now. You'll light the fire to keep away the chill. And in the embers you might see, a flame that burns for you and me. I pray you will remember me with love. As I look back on the springtime, there is one day I recall. Blankets of gold in the fields of love. Remember, remember. The coldest days of winter draw so close now. You'll light the fire to keep away the chill. And in the embers you might see, a flame still burns for you and me. I pray you will remember me with love. I pray you will remember me with love. I pray you will remember me with love. Летний дождь, как слезы на моем окне. Он напоминает мне о давних временах. И сквозь каждую каплю дождя я вижу, Что ты будешь всегда в моем сердце. Я молю, чтобы ты вспоминала обо мне с любовью. Золотые тени осени окружают нас. Они говорят мне о том, что все меняется. И листья становятся коричневыми. Я смотрю как они падают на землю. Я молю, чтобы ты вспоминала обо мне с любовью. Когда я оглядываюсь назад, на весну, Я вспоминаю один день. Золотые одеяла в полях любви. Вспомни, вспомни... Самые холодные дни зимы приближаются сейчас. Ты зажжешь огонь, чтобы прогнать холод. И в тлеющих угольках ты можешь увидеть Пламя, которое горит для тебя и меня. Я молю, чтобы ты вспоминала обо мне с любовью. Когда я оглядываюсь назад, на весну, Я вспоминаю один день. Золотые одеяла в полях любви. Вспомни, вспомни... Самые холодные дни зимы приближаются сейчас. Ты зажжешь огонь, чтобы прогнать холод. И в тлеющих угольках ты можешь увидеть Пламя, которое все еще горит для тебя и меня. Я молю, чтобы ты вспоминала обо мне с любовью. Я молю, чтобы ты вспоминала обо мне с любовью. Я молю, чтобы ты вспоминала обо мне с любовью. Смотрите также:
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With love (remember)
With Love ( Remember )
The summer rain like teardrops on my window.
Reminds me of a time so long ago.
And through each drop of rain I see,
within my heart you'll always be.
I pray you will remember me with love.
The golden shades of autumn all around us.
They tell me nothing ever stays the same.
And as the leaves all turn to brown,
I watch them floating to the ground.
I pray you will remember me with love.
As I look back on the springtime,
there is one day I recall.
Blankets of gold in the fields of love.
Remember, remember.
The coldest days of winter draw so close now.
You'll light the fire to keep away the chill.
And in the embers you might see,
a flame that burns for you and me.
I pray you will remember me with love.
As I look back on the springtime,
there is one day I recall.
Blankets of gold in the fields of love.
Remember, remember.
The coldest days of winter draw so close now.
You'll light the fire to keep away the chill.
And in the embers you might see,
a flame still burns for you and me.
I pray you will remember me with love.
I pray you will remember me with love.
I pray you will remember me with love.
Summer rain , tears on my window .
It reminds me of old times .
And through every drop of rain I see ,
What will you always in my heart .
I pray that you remember me with love.
Golden autumn shadows surround us .
They tell me that things are changing .
And the leaves turn brown .
I watch as they fall to the ground.
I pray that you remember me with love.
When I look back , in the spring ,
I remember one day.
Golden blankets in the fields of love.
Remember , remember ...
The coldest days of winter are approaching now .
You zazhzhesh fire to drive away the cold.
And in the embers you can see
Flame that burns for you and me .
I pray that you remember me with love.
When I look back , in the spring ,
I remember one day.
Golden blankets in the fields of love.
Remember , remember ...
The coldest days of winter are approaching now .
You zazhzhesh fire to drive away the cold.
And in the embers you can see
Flame that still burns for you and me .
I pray that you remember me with love.
I pray that you remember me with love.
I pray that you remember me with love.
