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Lyrics
| In the garden where shadows softly creep,
I heard a whisper, a promise to keep,
In Aramaic, the echoes resound,
The Lord's prayer woven in sacred ground.
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Опубликовал: Дмитлас 21 декабря 2024
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| I saw death, it came like a thief,
In the stillness, I felt disbelief.
He wheezed softly, his arms fell slack,
In that moment, I wished time could turn back.
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