, и удивился увиденному Фея в ботинках танцевала с карликом, отлично! Феи носят сапоги и вы должны поверить мне Да, я видел это, видел, я не вру Да, феи
Oh - stop With your feet in the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse But there's nothing in it And
Goin' home, late last night suddenly I got a fright Yeah I looked throughout the window and surprised what I saw Fairy boots were dancing' with a dwarf
Tall, graceful, beautiful and noble, masters of all arts and alchemy The tuatha de danann ruled Ireland until the coming of the Celtic people. Retreating
Goin' home late last night, Suddenly I got a fright Yeah, I looked through a window and surprise what I saw: Fairy boots are dancin' with a dwarf All
Goin' home, late last night Suddenly I got a fright Yeah I looked throught the window And surprised what I saw A Fairy with boots on dancin' with a dwarf
When you?re young you?re sleeping With the love you?re feeling Waking up to evening To the pulse you?re breathing Nothing left, just ember Only we remember
Come and lay down in the meadow Rest your head amongst the flowers Come and sip the sacred poison Fly away on the wings of madness They were once
Across a thousand nations And forty-thousand years The teachers and the healers
Can you hear the Heartbeat of the Earth? Can you hear the Heartbeat of the Earth? The rhythm comes and the
All across the barren land Still cold from winter's hand It has been a time for tears Season of the Goddess return On this eve, the first summer night
Your heart burns for love My soul burns for blood I'll take you, I'll break you I'll crush you, I'll break you If you want me, I'll need you I'll kill
[Music: Tore Ostby] [Lyrics: Tore Ostby] Deep in the woods you can hear her Singing songs so enticing The prettiest tunes that you've ever heard Taken
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It's of a famous highwayman a story I will tell His name was Hirem Pawnitof, in bread street he did dwell Through all the storms of his career few troubles
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