Текст (слова) песни: BWO - Chariots of fire

This planet is turning our tires are burning
Start up the engines I'm ready to go
You caused a commotion and got my devotion
We should be Bonnie and Clyde on the road

I feel fascination a kicking sensation
This is my turn and I'm striking for gold
Let's fly this truck through the sky
Worlds colliding we keep on riding

Ooh oh chariots of fire
Higher and higher ascending above
Ooh oh chariots of fire
Share my desire creation of love

Ooh oh chariots of fire
Higher and higher ascending above
Ooh oh chariots of fire
Share my desire creation of love

It's my dedication to rule aviation
I'm certified with the highest degree
I strive for perfection you had the connection
Now I've got God shine his light down on me

It ain't necessary to call Virgin Mary
When you have the gift to set my spirit free
Let's take this train through the sky
Worlds colliding we keep on riding

Ooh oh chariots of fire
Higher and higher ascending above
Ooh oh chariots of fire
Share my desire creation of love

Ooh oh chariots of fire
Higher and higher ascending above
Ooh oh chariots of fire
Share my desire creation of love

Those were the halcyon days
The days when we walked on the scene
Those were the halcyon nights
The lights shining bright on the screen
When we dreamed of creating machines
Waving sounds to our dreams

I feel fascination a kicking sensation
This is my turn and I'm striking for gold
Let's fly this truck through the sky
Worlds colliding we keep on riding

Ooh oh chariots of fire
Higher and higher ascending above
Ooh oh chariots of fire
Share my desire creation of love

Ooh oh chariots of fire
Higher and higher ascending above
Ooh oh chariots of fire
Share my desire creation of love

It's a brand new day things will go my way
Every night I pray every time I say
It's a brand new day things will go my way
Every night I pray every time I say

It's a brand new day things will go my way
Every night I pray every time I say
It's a brand new day things will go my way
 

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