BT - Paris

Burning of a million torches All that bare your name So in their darkness, they bring you great light And sonorous of black holes you steal their flame So I'm learning protection For my self contained light In a plethora of burning suns, In the blackest of pure twilight And although I wish to give endlessly I will not relinquish my sight Let us linger in our luster together Together in this Parisian garden of light So in this perfect of hours And in our silent of space Pray the world grows perfectly still And surrender to our silence, yea Let me come Be still in your silence Be silent and hopeful Again.... I'd like for you To be still in our silence Be golden in darkness A g a i n bt - Paris - Текст Песни: