In your eyes I saw the angels:
They protected your great love.
Boy, under you earth was flaming
And above you sky was a blue.
But something wrong: tonight you're crying...
You've kept away far from yourself.
Why so sad you didn't tell me -
Your great love is just a gun.
Your love is just a gun again,
Your love is just a gun.
Dreaming in your solitude
is need to live in little room.
In your eyes I saw the angels,
But your love is just a gun.
Your love is just a gun again,
Your love is just a gun.
Irtse
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