fSo, that’s all:
FVigolins finish their
Nice song,
Guitar plays their weary
Plain twang,
fAndf we are tired of our journey
CTof the focus of the ruins of men’s souls.

The drum beat
Reverberate in our
Heart’s rhythm,
And the piano
Sounds like feels’ stream,
That wash away the last temptation
To disrupt the serenity of world.



Chorus:
fComgmon sense has won the madness,
GHugmor has destroyed the grief,
fThegrefore, today in evening
CWe can drink
gA cup of tea…

Books at home are waiting for the reading them
In warm and soft bed.
Family is cooking dinner,
CWagiting, when you buy the bread…
CNogw you must to understand:
fIt’gs the greatest day’s end!



But twilight
Hear your exultant voices,
Continue to impose
Its choices
Between black silent and sick noises
Of the avid and exhausted Lucifer.

But this day
Has filled the understanding’s
Vessel,
Illuminate sinister trestle…
We get time for the honor rest
At peaceful and attentive mindful home.


Chorus

FInf thge eGnd of the day let’s relax and fly away!
Sit around a fireplace, think about the bygone grace…
Listen to beauty’s sounds, try to count sky’s grounds.
Contemplate story’s end, hiding in the golden sand.
In the end of the day let’s relax and fly away!

fButg skyline
GIsg close to the fall,
fAndg we have
GTog find the way home.
fComge back to the one
GWhgo loves no matter more.
fHome is not
CThe only place,
fIt’s all time and space
In which the love reigns!