Lyrics Date My Recovery - To A Quiet Missouri
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oh These memories - the most precious thing we have.
Together forever, we stand our ground
The ground under our feet - the battlefield.
And even away from home, where there is no support and help
We will not be broken, you can not win us!
We are outnumbered, but our hearts are on fire and it gives us strength.
we always come home.
Home is a place where you are always welcome.
Where the river flows, which has no source and the mouth.
Where there is always quiet and calm.
We call this place...
Memories in our harts
The most precious thing we have.
Эти воспоминания - самое ценное, что есть у нас.
Вместе и навсегда, твердо стоять до конца.
Земля под нашими ногами - поле боя.
И даже вдали от дома, там где нет поддержки и опоры,
Мы не будем сломлены, нас не одолеть.
Мы в меньшинстве, но наши сердца горят и это дает нам силы.
В конечном счете, мы возвращаемся домой.
Дом - это место, где тебя всегда ждут.
Там, где течет река, не имеющая истока и устья.
Там, где всегда тихо и спокойно.
Мы зовем это место ...
Воспоминания в наших сердцах
Это самое ценное, что у нас есть.
Together forever, we stand our ground
The ground under our feet - the battlefield.
And even away from home, where there is no support and help
We will not be broken, you can not win us!
We are outnumbered, but our hearts are on fire and it gives us strength.
we always come home.
Home is a place where you are always welcome.
Where the river flows, which has no source and the mouth.
Where there is always quiet and calm.
We call this place...
Memories in our harts
The most precious thing we have.
Эти воспоминания - самое ценное, что есть у нас.
Вместе и навсегда, твердо стоять до конца.
Земля под нашими ногами - поле боя.
И даже вдали от дома, там где нет поддержки и опоры,
Мы не будем сломлены, нас не одолеть.
Мы в меньшинстве, но наши сердца горят и это дает нам силы.
В конечном счете, мы возвращаемся домой.
Дом - это место, где тебя всегда ждут.
Там, где течет река, не имеющая истока и устья.
Там, где всегда тихо и спокойно.
Мы зовем это место ...
Воспоминания в наших сердцах
Это самое ценное, что у нас есть.
oh These memories - the most precious thing we have.
Together forever, we stand our ground
The ground under our feet - the battlefield.
And even away from home, where there is no support and help
We will not be broken, you can not win us!
We are outnumbered, but our hearts are on fire and it gives us strength.
we always come home.
Home is a place where you are always welcome.
Where the river flows, which has no source and the mouth.
Where there is always quiet and calm.
We call this place ...
Memories in our harts
The most precious thing we have.
These memories are the most precious thing we have.
Together and forever, stand firm to the end.
The ground under our feet is a battlefield.
And even far from home, where there is no support and support,
We will not be broken, we will not be overcome.
We are in the minority, but our hearts are burning and this gives us strength.
Ultimately, we return home.
Home is the place where you are always welcome.
Where a river flows that has no source or mouth.
Where it is always quiet and calm.
We call this place ...
Memories in our hearts
This is the most valuable thing we have.
Together forever, we stand our ground
The ground under our feet - the battlefield.
And even away from home, where there is no support and help
We will not be broken, you can not win us!
We are outnumbered, but our hearts are on fire and it gives us strength.
we always come home.
Home is a place where you are always welcome.
Where the river flows, which has no source and the mouth.
Where there is always quiet and calm.
We call this place ...
Memories in our harts
The most precious thing we have.
These memories are the most precious thing we have.
Together and forever, stand firm to the end.
The ground under our feet is a battlefield.
And even far from home, where there is no support and support,
We will not be broken, we will not be overcome.
We are in the minority, but our hearts are burning and this gives us strength.
Ultimately, we return home.
Home is the place where you are always welcome.
Where a river flows that has no source or mouth.
Where it is always quiet and calm.
We call this place ...
Memories in our hearts
This is the most valuable thing we have.