Sweеping Аway Dry, Performed

I don't want, don’t want to play
This rampageous tricky game
When the heart is all aflame,
But the actor has to play.

I might really, really leave
Having nothing to have said,
Having sipped you of champagne instead
On the New Year's, New Year's, New Year's  Eve
On the New Year's, New Year's  Eve.

I will wake, will wake up where
Where no  trace of you exists,
Of the girl I’ll always miss,
Though your move was quite unfair.

And my joy,  joy and my life
Drawn by hoar, hoar, hoarfrost
On a palm, palm, palm-like leaf
That the fall has lost.
That the fall has lost.

I'll be swept, be swept away
By the winds, the winds of fame,
And my soul, my soul will stay
Quite a different smashing play.

I don't want to, want to play
This rampageous tricky game
When the heart is all aflame,
But the actor has to play.
But the actor has to play.

I might really, really leave
Having nothing to have said,
Having sipped you of champagne instead
On the New Year's, New Year's  Eve.

Orchestra Link

Lead Guitar

Brave Choir

I don't want, don’t want to play
This rampageous tricky game
When the heart is all aflame,
But the actor has to play.

I don't want, don’t want to play
This rampageous tricky game
When the heart is all aflame,
But the actor has to play.

Street Noises Link

Lutheran church сhoir singing
Ah-ah-ah-ah,
Ah-ah-ah-ah,

The voice

I'll be swept, completely swept
By the winds, the winds of fate,
And my soul, my soul will stay
Quite a different smashing play.

Orchestra Coda