царице столичные огни Пой моя царица, пой моя царица, пой Я горжусь тобой, тобой, тобой Зажги меня своей искрой Пой моя царица, пой моя царица, пой
Припев: Посмотри на небеса, Видишь там твоя звезда, Манит нас с тобою к счастью, Улыбается луна. И в руке твоя рука, Сердце греет тишина, Не могу себе
Будуар императрицы повидал не мало на своем веку, Кавалеров вереницы навивают на нее теперь тоску, Только сердцу не прикажешь, Сердце просит продолжения
Плотно и упруго Упираются друг в друга. Мышцы на пределе Держат тонус во всем теле. За мною рядом наблюдает И контроль не отпускает Это мой инструктор
Пусть я не одна, но в сердце огня Вдруг стало меньше. Прикольным путем, подкрался к тебе, без затейщик Окрасил любовь в зеленый туман Бесконечный.
The Empress is Mother Nature. She is the life force that gives birth to all creation. She is abundant and relieves Everything in life is born through
Insomnia, greetings abductress of light Abhorrence 'tis the ravenous time Coming to burn in the lake of damnation The echo of time Grieving the terror
Pitao sam neke ljude u mome kraju gdje mi dusa stanuje. Jednu tajnu za mene, kazu krijes draga. Pitao sam da mi vrate ono vrijeme, dane, sate... Proljece
I'm out of my place I'm out of my mind I'm totally bent in the big time There's no place for one of my kind Scorn behind shades I don't care anyway Celestial
She'll get you if she wants you. Probly don't but feels the need to, Prove that she could if she wished. Oh little girl, don't be so foolish. That girl
Baby tell me why You're wearing dark glasses inside What you trying to hide Is it another black eye What you gonna do Next time he lays his hands on
Darling, oh darling, where are you tonight? Don't you even miss me at all? You once danced with me and whispered tenderly That I was the belle of the
Well, Regina's the girl, and the student, the actress She was fallin' in love with a man on TV She needed a break from the day in the life She was high
The wolves howled at the moon That chilly autumn night And cold winds whispered through The scattered leaves When the first light from A late, yet crimson
A vagabond dreamer, a rhymer and singer of songs Singing to no one and nowhere to really belong I met a beautiful lady, a pure Southern belle of the ball
If you want to see and be seen, then be seen. Your dress is dark red and your opening eyes are bright green. Make a scene, but don't lie on the bed, laid
Hey, Goddess of cosmic equilibrium. Craft our souls to raise as Titans, as We praise our dawn. Help us paint a sky, In neon colours, as we get high
When you're the belle of the ball It's hard to fall And sacrifice your status for a fool But all your apparatus and your charm Can never cool the still
