Five Days In Vienna — Tinavie

My five days in Vienna... My body, my skin, My blood and my heart and I... I would like to return that time

But it's a tragedy of my life – Always this endless distance between us And sometimes I lose myself control And I'm falling, falling, falling...

Chorus х2: Pleasure of my soul Sounds of my heart Tremble of my hands, my heart And all of my memories

I’m falling like hard drops of spring rain And sometimes it is stunning, It’s a part of a crazy game City, where you’re breathless now Without me...

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