Текст песни Ботаник Ботаников - Вкус вампира

Astrakhan covered itself with a mist
like a yoke under a veil
I invite you with me -
the vampire’s taste is banal:
Blood, death, plus stress factor,
Crying Muses. So, Baroness?
We are evil! Suddenly - a virgin from heaven!
What's your name? Great mother ... Eve !!!!

Chorus: But-o-o-och - pulls the soul hoop
Oh-oh-oh. Shadows disappear at midnight.
Do-o-o-och dusk and pitch darkness
He cries with us in inconsolable laughter.

2. It may come true, or it may not come true,
Either a tale, or a fairy tale
Hides the Astrakhan Kremlin
To the Dome of Zorka Goldilocks
Day. Shadow. On the faces of the night
God Damn - so, by the way!
Light, Darkness - everything in man ...
Life, death, we are only colleagues

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3. Ah fate, with a cat's tail
All riddle for riddle.
Hounds - decide otherwise
And their truth will be smooth.
Kol - goal, right, like Eve
We are evil, right, queen?
How? Pain? It hurts me too
Laughter. Sin ... I am sinful, God!

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