Clone of Король и Шут - Воспоминания о былой любви
- Author
- ЕгорРожков
- Type
- Full range 60
- Created
- 03/10/2015 01:17
- Cloned from
- Король и Шут - Воспоминания о былой любви
- BPM
- 70
- Length
- 64
Dozing behind the mountain
Gloomy castle mine.
Soul hurts sometimes
Reigning in him peace of mind.
I'm your fantasy
Suffering hero.
The love of my live
The images are all with me.
I often see the fear,
In looking at my eyes.
They are destined to fall asleep in my walls,
Harden in my worlds.
But the heart from the love of the light,
My soul hurts.
And wax beautiful view,
Peace reigns everywhere.
I brought
In his beautiful home,
Their wine poil
And we had fun then.
Sometimes they have
Light was frightened.
From the touch of the soft neck
Strong hands.
I often see the fear,
In looking at my eyes.
They are destined to fall asleep in my walls,
Harden in my worlds.
But the heart from the love of the light,
My soul hurts.
And wax beautiful view,
Peace reigns everywhere.
Here is one
Me some flowers.
Here is another,
Lost in dreams.
I tried to them
To death laugh,
But I had like in the old fairy tale
Just strangle.
I often see the fear,
In looking at my eyes.
They are destined to fall asleep in my walls,
Harden in my worlds.
But the heart from the love of the light,
My soul hurts.
And wax beautiful view,
Peace reigns everywhere.
Words: Andrey Knyazev
Music: Mihail Gorshenev
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Dozing behind the mountain Gloomy castle mine. Soul hurts sometimes Reigning in him peace of mind. I'm your fantasy Suffering hero. The love of my live The images are all with me. I often see the fear, In looking at my eyes. They are destined to fall asleep in my walls, Harden in my worlds. But the heart from the love of the light, My soul hurts. And wax beautiful view, Peace reigns everywhere. I brought In his beautiful home, Their wine poil And we had fun then. Sometimes they have Light was frightened. From the touch of the soft neck Strong hands. I often see the fear, In looking at my eyes. They are destined to fall asleep in my walls, Harden in my worlds. But the heart from the love of the light, My soul hurts. And wax beautiful view, Peace reigns everywhere. Here is one Me some flowers. Here is another, Lost in dreams. I tried to them To death laugh, But I had like in the old fairy tale Just strangle. I often see the fear, In looking at my eyes. They are destined to fall asleep in my walls, Harden in my worlds. But the heart from the love of the light, My soul hurts. And wax beautiful view, Peace reigns everywhere. Words: Andrey Knyazev Music: Mihail Gorshenev
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