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108, 11

If tomorrow never comes

If tomorrow never comes
And I happen to stop living,
Remember that my love was once
To you my highest feeling.

If tomorrow never comes,
My heart will end its crazy beating,
The wind will blow away my domes
That I was in my lifetime building.

And if tomorrow never comes,
The day before it I'll embrace
By one great scope of my hands
The world with everyone it has.

There will be words that I will say:
Oh, baby, how I tried to stay!..
But doesn't matter - anyway
I'll win my life, I'll win my way
Before the time I go away...

Июль 2002