Нас спасут немотивированные акты красоты.
скажи мне тихонько на ушко:
You've got to find your balance,
You have to realize,
You've got to try to find what's right before your eyes, oh.
And if you find you're fallin',
And all your grace is gone,
Just scream for me and I'll be what you're falling on.
You've got to find your balance,
You have to realize,
You've got to try to find what's right before your eyes, oh.
And if you find you're fallin',
And all your grace is gone,
Just scream for me and I'll be what you're falling on.