сон, Позабыт он тобой или нет, Плыл над полем малиновый звон, Занимался малиновый свет. Припев: Ягода-малина нас к себе манила, Ягода-малина летом
: - Завяжу в узел лесные тропы. - Будет по твоему! - Обнажу набо до утробы. - Будет по твоему! Ягода ягода ягода-а, Волчая ягода... Ягода ягода ягода-а, Волчая ягода
Could you stay a little longer? I could really use the extra time I don’t know why I even care Cause I’m never really there I’m sure he must be a real
[Entire Song x2] Please, girl, stay 'til the early mornin'. We can have some coffee. You can do my laundry. Please, girl, stay. Don't mind the clutter
Dressed in time to sip the wine and cover your head Nice of you to stay a few and bleed on my bed People flake, they wake and bake Forget what you
[Kim] Let me introduce you (feel the wind soooo) Since you saw my shadow self Living underneath you (over here) She can't resist a tickle out I'm a girl
По тропинке мармеладной По дорожке шоколадной Босиком бегу любимый я к тебе И от радости своей беспечой От твоей улыбки самой нежной Голова кружится как
Konvict ooooo ooooo *bridge* Rain or shine Heat or snow You're the reason why I ain't no go Cause I'm playing mine High and low Ain't afraid of that
This is a world of dreams and reverie Where I felt the stars explode around me A grass blade flashed with a gleam As it slashed open the moonbeam And
La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la I like to make it You know I'll make it (Now can you take it) La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-
"i want you, you've got me, something soothing" [x4] [killa sin] The fuck? Yo, somebody sent their wolf pack and in clappin' rounds Actin'
(konishi) Translators: sound of music ln, ted mills Yuki no naka wo Sori suberi no yo ni Futari noseta Kisha ga hashitteku Rokuju shichi nen nigatsu
Shotgun alleys with lightning flowers Under the eyes of fallen statues Dry blood they've never seen Pain is sharper when I suspect The true love runs
She was not the girl next door But the girl from 'round the corner It was at the tail end of grade four When she came to school one morning And all eyes
We feel so good as we flock together So much in common We all gather gather gather Don't need no manifesto, just a little ink stain Safety in numbers
Ten, Ten years, Ten years too young to die Too many times I tried to talk You still don't understand Too many times you tried to say I`m not your
You know I don't think much about her anymore seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone Lord it's better forgotten Like the poison red berries
My voluptuary bird of paradise I fold your wings, I won't think twice If the pleasures of the flesh could transcend Then ecstasy would be my end Don'