Текст песни Кентервиль - На этот раз всё будет иначе

It's midnight in the city, and you seem to be alone;
You carry a "cold heart" in your hands;
You look so much like the sun, I seem to have lied;
When lured with a finger like Hansel;

I write "Lee", I love "Lee", but I'm not Edgar;
It's a "misery novel", but I'm not Werther;
Everything will be different, I'll shove the principles in the ass;
No more books, just samizdat;

My castle, castle, is built from books;
And "she," so wants it to be about her;
I know, I know that it will burn;
But only "Aquarius" can put it out ..