Crystal clear I see the rose is frail The thorns hide easily in its beauty As I go to grasp it in my hand My heart is torn beating from my chest Let me
гнева стиснув зубы, Сухие водкой смачивая губы, Идут из Пакистана караваны, А значит, есть работа для тюльпана. И значит, есть работа для тюльпана
At the birth of the day As a babe of the spray Like a white star, tangled and far, Tulip that's what you are. Warm and wise as a mute In the thunderbolt
Aged Casanova speaking to the tie-dye Slightly fat and nineteen year old who's lived a little lie Down in the darkness where the little glow stares
When the moon sang on the april chair you were a face to paint tulips grey steps, eyes on the walls, red-green women perched cats, in your world of arcanum
Crystal clear I see the rose is frail The thorns hide easily in its beauty As I go to grasp it in my hand My heart is torn beating from my chest Let
talk slow, talk simple talk to you about my life. stand down, stand easy - throw my flowers in the fire [chorus:] I need somebody to hold my hand I need
A spray of tulips and heather, tied up together I sent my love today A spray of tulips and heather, asking her whether Love's dream had gone astray
Are you lit from the inside, is that why your teeth are bright? You smile as the sun sets on the window, and the car fills up with light, Make a smile
Juega con mi experiencia hazla tu ciencia y deja ver entra con tu sonrisa siente la brisa tienes con que hasme dueno del tiempo juro no miento te ensenare
Перевод: And One. Мертвые тюльпаны.
Перевод: Поль де Леу и Андре дымок. Тюльпан гораздо лучше.
Перевод: УБИЙЦА. Тюльпаны лучше.
Перевод: Atreyu. Тюльпаны лучше.
