Текст песни Центральный Гастроном - Магия чернил

magic ink

I love you all my life caught
Calling , whispering , blasphemed
All wrote strike sharply and tore
On the lines of tenderness failure

Again in the evening at the table
Still caught , brought
Well all of you I caught a
Black magic ink

You kiss me on the forehead
You kiss me so
Network weave you will not be able to
Keep me up all night

Well , I confess without concealing
This is my magic
Here the weather is not to blame
Skull Unlock Key

Scrap , scrap , scrap , scrap
Ate a fly - Share
pioneers collected
Whole year scrap
At the dawn of a new construct
Gemstone culture house