добровольный отряд маленьких лошадок
How did you survive... ?
I didn't have a choice.
I had to live.
I wanted to come home to you.
So... I sang your song.
Our song.
(c) Final Fantasy IX
I'll kindle a bonfire from the sparkles of our feelings, and I'll put your head on my knees, holding your hand, stroking your hair... And help to burn down all that... filth that hinder you. The smoke will rise to the stars, and vanish in their radiance...
And very soon this world will find us walking along the streets and through the parks of one ancient beautiful capital, smiling to one another.
...
And so it goes, on and on.
Melodies of life, to the sky beyond the flying bird - forever and on.
...
Now I know we'll carry on.
Melodies of life, come circle round and grow deep in our hearts, as long as we remember.
...
I didn't have a choice.
I had to live.
I wanted to come home to you.
So... I sang your song.
Our song.
(c) Final Fantasy IX
I'll kindle a bonfire from the sparkles of our feelings, and I'll put your head on my knees, holding your hand, stroking your hair... And help to burn down all that... filth that hinder you. The smoke will rise to the stars, and vanish in their radiance...
And very soon this world will find us walking along the streets and through the parks of one ancient beautiful capital, smiling to one another.
...
And so it goes, on and on.
Melodies of life, to the sky beyond the flying bird - forever and on.
...
Now I know we'll carry on.
Melodies of life, come circle round and grow deep in our hearts, as long as we remember.
...