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Когда тебя разбудят - меня уже здесь не будет, Не будет уже солнца: ты же яркий свет не любишь! Твоя жизнь матовая, моя матная, У тебя ноги гладкие -
мы наберем высоту и снова свалимся вниз ведь нам так нравится падать, ломая хрупкие крылья наркотик по смс перед сном, так важно ты закрываешь глаза,
There's a girl that you should know She was mine not so long ago I remember how we fell in love But we ended not that long Lost my nerve and lost my
Flaxen, the dress is born Crush a crushing stone Tie a starching walls Wake takes a mumbling form Wake takes a mumbling form Flaxen, the dress is old
Behold, as Rome burns so do I This not the last empire to crumble I bore witness to rise and fall of tribes of Adonai And fallen short of a glory of God
Woe is me, oh this deception modifies myself I've hurt my feelings now Searching for reasons to make me sad And always stricken with doubt On the outside
Nothing to do but work work work Nothing alas alack Nowhere to go but out out out Nowhere to come but back It's Christmas day in the workhouse They'
Theres a house across the river but alas i cannot swim And a garden of such beauty that the flowers seem to grin Theres a house across the river but
Oh you crawled out of the sea Straight into my arms, Straight into my arms Oh you crawled out of the sea Straight into my arms, Straight into my arms
He used to be a singer in a rock and roll band He would write the songs and I'd tremble at his hand But oh, la, la, he lost poetic ethic And his songs
He chased me through the rain Honey, I'm going your way, I don't think so You can chase me through the rain And scream my name, a childish game But I
He wants to die in a lake in Geneva The mountains can cover the shape of his nose He wants to die where nobody can see him But the beauty of his death
He walked down a busy street Staring solely at his feet Clutching pictures of past lovers at his side Stood at the table where she sat And removed his
I have traveled past your window many times I find your face too hard to define I can touch you, hollow thing, you plague my mind I can never go outside
Mom thinks that you're sad And that you're living alone And your friends think if you're sad You should call them more But the truth is that you never
I woke up and he was screaming, I'd left him dreaming I roll over and shake him tightly and whisper If they want you, oh, they're gonna have to fight
Look down on the body that you have grown Four mountains stand around you, they're not your own And light squares and bodies are all you see Since you
