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Byrone

1 куплет этот мегаполис как поезд, как автобус 15 тысяч домов, рисуют мне твой образ, 7 остановок между нами, 5 пачек парламента, 3 самых главных слова

I'm so tired of being here Suppressed by all of my childish fears... Гримасы на серых лицах, как база в твоем аккаунте И вроде масса довольных, но все

1 куплет: Он верит в чувства на расстоянии, три раза в месяц проездом В том месте, где живет та что покорила сердце, режет будто ножом Разлука, она привыкла

Come into this place Lead us with your grace We invite you in How many of you want the present of the Lord in this place. Do you have anticipation

Lead Chorus: I will praise You in the Sanctuary, I will bless Your Name at all times I will praise You in the Sanctuary, I will bless Your

So you enter into this building You brought your burdens, brought your pain I have a message for you today That when you leave here, you won't be the

The presence of the Lord is here The presence of the Lord is here I feel it in the atmosphere The presence of the Lord is here, oh The presence of the

He will answer when you call He never sleeps, He never slumbers Pick you up each time you fall No need to ask no need to wonder Yes, He sees you kneeling

your hands together Thank you God that we know how to praise you In the midst of our struggles And everything that we deal with Hallelujah! Come on let's say it like this (Byron