Романтика умирала долго В агонии, корчах и муках... За ней через стекло наблюдали Люди в белых халатах. Зеркальные стекла подземных Лабораторий научных
Ho-wow-wo… Почувствуй вкус этой ночи с нами, Мы будем жечь по полной программе, Музыка белых ночей, Время красивых людей, Век полуночных страстей. Почувствуй
Can't move an inch But for the act to Leave fingerprints Freedom farewell Look in the lens Answer the questions Are you a threat? Nec plus ultra After
[I. Hold In Derision] Pioneering, big breakthroughs Proceeded by the opposition Hold in derision all that's new Afraid to lose their own esteem Scorn
We're blind and eager Avarice will set us back to blank Those who wager all will have to name a reason If you can't let go, you will end up empty handed
Magna culpa nostra Poena danda nobis erit Usque ad finem dierum Ad finem temporum You can't force yourself upon me And you never will You can't keep
It always put me on the edge, To think of all the spoilt lives Today I'm one step further Not sure if I've survived myself Reality is sometimes stranger
Завяжи мне глаза белой шелковой лентой Возьми меня за руку и веди... Вдоль мостов и каналов, сквозь поле с тюльпанами По воде, над водой - вверх
Не жалея ни о чём, я тебя не жду назад Я серебряным песком, замету дорожку в сад Я беднягам воробьям, подарю свой непокой Свои окна от тебя, занавешу
Эти белые перчатки – символ чистоты и чести, В них ты - ферзь, без них ты - пешка, крысы это знают. Крысы подкупили стражу в час, когда стоял у власти
Pop Girl. Material Girl, loves dreamin' 'bout the finer things of this world But She's my girl, do what I gotta do. Payin to the game, Get her whatever
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Ya-eee! Icky thump, who'd a thunk? Sittin' drunk on a wagon to Mexico Ah well, what a chump, well my head Got a bump when I hit it on the radio Redhead
Dead leaves and the dirty ground when I know you're not around shiny tops and soda pops when I hear your lips make a sound when I hear your lips make
Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah) Uhraah! Bass! Ooh White, White Ooh White, White Ooh White, White (Ooh White Lines) Vision dreams of passion (Blowin' through
Hush, hush, shy, shy, eye to eye Hush, hush, shy, shy, hush, hush Modern medicine fall short of your complaints Ooh, try a little harder You're moving
No sooner than I turn my back and then It's so hard to find, I'm on the decline with you Were I to know your feelings? Is there something between me
