Вершы: Wishbone Ash. Phoenix.
Bird, rise high from the cinders, leave it all behind,
All the ruins and the fire.
Bird, raise your head from the ashes - many men lay dead.
You can see them like I.
Phoenix rise, raise your head to the sky
All the ruins and the fire.
Bird, raise your head from the ashes - many men lay dead.
You can see them like I.
Phoenix rise, raise your head to the sky
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