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Двадцать первое. Ночь. Понедельник
Очертанья столицы во мгле
Сочинил же какой-то бездельник
Что бывает любовь на земле
И от лености или со скуки
Все поверили, так и живут
Ждут свиданий, боятся разлуки
И любовные песни поют
I thought you were the light
But I was blinded by the dark
I thought that I was safe
Because I couldn’t see the scars
I must be sick
Cuz I’d still let you tear my world apart
Even though your chemicals
Keep killing off my heart
I thought you were the light
But I was blinded by the dark
I thought that I was safe
Because I couldn’t see the scars
I must be sick
Cuz I’d still let you tear my world apart
Even though your chemicals
Keep killing off my heart
Но иным открывается тайна
И почиет на них тишина
Я на это наткнулась случайно
И с тех пор всё как будто больна
Двадцать первое. Ночь. Понедельник
Очертанья столицы во мгле
Сочинил же какой-то бездельник
Что бывает любовь на земле
I thought you were the light
But I was blinded by the dark
I thought that I was safe
Because I couldn’t see the scars
I must be sick
Cuz I’d still let you tear my world apart
Even though your chemicals
Keep killing off my heart
I thought you were the light
But I was blinded by the dark
I thought that I was safe
Because I couldn’t see the scars
I must be sick
Cuz I’d still let you tear my world apart
Even though your chemicals
Keep killing off my heart