Bill Conti все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Moments take so very long: who has time to fear?
Trust to set no precedent; why should it be accompli?
Giving you a little less is taking what I need.
Everything is never quite enough.

Let machinery fake my face: who has time to chase?
Digital is where it is; love can always be replaced.
Welcome to my consciousness - welcome to our race.

Risin' up, back on the street
Took my time, took my chances
Went the distance
Now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive

So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory

Do you know where to find buried treasures?
Do you know where to dig for gold?
You can search every land,
Over stones, over sand
And get only ferns and corms.

But the world offers thousands of treasures,
If you open your eyes to them.