Пейзаж с водой

Can you see what I can see? From the river to the sea, the Land. Can you hear what I can hear? The melody of history. Don't you cry. There's a plan. Love supreme. Hell of Supreme. Every whisper, every star, and every Destination on a right place. That perfection is creation of the full of Love embrace. The first rays of the lazy sun Are reflected in the white ash covering the Shore. Crimson waves wash away traces of Salt and of voices Through the crystal Silence. Wind whisper about what he saw. Dry your tear. I hear the law of the Universe. Face Hold Love Grace. Can you see what I can see? Can you see what I can see? Can you see what I can see? There's a land, Should be free. Love supreme. Ella, Supreme. Every whisper, every tear, and every Destination on the right place. This perfection is creation of the full of Love embrace. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh.