, Над желтой лилией дрожит, Я всё, что знал, тебе сказал, Да видно только мало знал. Припев: То ты птица, то дым, То ты тополя пух, То ты стая назойливых
Не снимая броника Под рэп и электронику Вся Москва курит гидропонику Экономика города питает нас Танцпол каждый раз Как последний раз Бит и басс Лови
De l'alcool et du brouillard J'en ai plein la tete Et dans la lumiere noire Je me vois danser Ce n'est rien, ce n'est que du vent Ce n'est rien, ce n
Baby, if we leave the clubbin', won't be nothing but the lovin' 'Cause I got a warm bed, I got a warm bed Baby, if we leave the clubbin', won't be nothing
We wrote a prelude To our own fairy tale And bought a parachute At a church rummage sale And with a mean sewing machine And miles of thread We sewed
Let me wrap you in my warm and tender love, yeah Let me wrap you in my warm and tender love Oh, I loved you for a long, long time Darling, please say
A hot air balloon Is waiting for you. Climb in the basket And pull the string. Lift yourself away From this troubled state of mind. The darkest place
She's not a girl who misses much Do, do, do, do, do, do, oh, yeah She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand Like a lizard on a window pane
Love is for the warm and willing Waiting for the warm and willing Love is ours to take or toss aside Take this promise to your heart And let your lips
Make me yours Make me yours Make me yours When my lips are touching yours, my love Heaven opens up its doors, my love Warm and tender soul, warm and
In the light of the moon, too soon In a hot air balloon, he crossed the sea Once an airship tycoon, turned buffoon Leaving his home marooned, attempted
A little warm death A little warm death wont hurt you none Come on relax with me Let me take away your physicality One little warm death comin' up One
If bound by complication The ratio of my exaggeration Is all mixed up Is all mixed up between Meters and miles Meters and miles, yeah Meters and miles
Chillin', Chillin', Chillin' ... Oh oh oh ohh .... Oh, slow hot wind Oh oh oh ohh .... Oh, slow hot wind Oh, slow hot wind Oh oh oh ohh .... Oh, slow
She's not a girl who misses much She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand Like a lizard on a window pane The man in the crowd with the
Faith sealer, I don't feel you Don't hear you speak Maybe someone else will Help you to see Warm sounds falling slowly Takes the time away from me Warm
I keep my head in the clouds My feet aren't seeds so I see no reason to plant them And I'll keep my head in the clouds You say, "But I am here on the
Sleigh bells ringing, choirs singing Wonder what ole Santa's bringing It's the warm & fuzzy time of year Snow flakes fall the temp is dropping Families
