Теплый ритм вечернего движения

Never snatching in your mind. That something's destined me to find. I don't need after just in time. And I stay complete in mine. I'm moving between Your presence and your soul. The kind of love That makes my heart unfold. It's not writing, It's not done. I'm living with you, Being one. I pull myself into the light. And everything is gonna right. I feel the pulse beneath your skin. Let the Peace room Fall in. I'm moving between Your presence in my soul. A piece of trance I made of every hole. It's not writing, It's not done. But this is still My heart, that's the one.