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Sep 15, 2012 00:25

Не люблю живые цветы, люблю мертвые.










кто-то :)

The room is cold, there's just one dying candle light
I always see your shadow in this corridor
Oh! You would never recognize my pale face
The season of tears have ruined all

You are in heaven, I know hell, I had no choice
Dead now, I no longer believe in anything
Because I can't forget...

And the evening will come
Soft and sensual beautiful
'Cause your love encloses me into a real cocoon

Staying closed during several centuries in this place
The dust has covered the old stones, all is dust
Because I won't forget...

And the evening will come
Soft and sensual beautiful
'Cause your love encloses me into a real cocoon
And then becomes a fountain of joy
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