� We will find miracles in time and in timelessness. Love is a gift of silver money. Miraculous lyrics fly under the feet. Music is just what you need the most. Winter, spring, autumn and spring, I like to swim in them. I whisper on the glass, I will find stars in them. They hide secrets, about which they are unfaithful. Spring will return to you, on the tree of life. � � I whisper on the glass, I will find stars in them. They hide secrets, about which they are unfaithful. Spring will return to you, on the tree of life. � � � � � � We will find miracles in time and in timelessness. Love is a gift of silver money. �
