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Луковая Дама
Если есть в кармане пачка сигарет, значит, все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день
I leave you tomorrow
When you hunt my shadow.
You treat me like horror,
I'm not feeding your violence -
I force you with the silence of love

I'm leaving the harbour,
Tear drops to swallow...
We stay under water
Till your sonic reaches out for our name

And I will cry out for the ocean...
Cause when the ships arrive
I cannot hope for a mayday

They call our names,
We will fade away.
Will they be ashamed,
When we fade away

So who do you follow,
Humans of sorrow.
Come down into the hollow -
Tearing me up in vain

And I will cry out for the ocean,
Cause when the ships arrive
I cannot hope for a mayday

We are flying like the wind
And diving to the ground.
I'm hiding in the sand
Till the night brings us out...

And I will cry out for the ocean,
Cause when the ships arrive
I cannot hope for a mayday.

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@темы: песни

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