Bonnie Tyler музыка для мытья посуды

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Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where s the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?

Isn t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need

I need a hero
I'm holding out for at hero 'till the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight

I need a hero
I m holding out for a hero 'till the morning light
He s gotta be sure
And it s gotta be soon
And he s gotta be larger than life
Larger than life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There s someone reaching back for me

Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It s gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning strikes the sea
I could swear there is someone somewhere
Watching me

Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach
Like a fire in my blood

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'till the end of the night
He s gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight