Текст песни Morozov - Черные метки любви

Guess - heads or tails?
We shouldn't hesitate anymore:
Above the exposed palms
The world has been thrown up like a coin.
Climbing, or abyss,
Condescension, or shyness,
Either separately or together -
But it's much worse if

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The sun won't rise;
Ravens of the flock
In the sky vinyl wings will spread their-
Black love marks.
See? Above us
Behind the cloud
For the sake of unnecessary victories, the battles died down (
Black love marks.

Even, odd - come what may;
Time heals, time judges
And weaves threads into a pattern
Judge, or Healer.

A new day will consider in a snap
The knots on the colorful silk
As if reading by syllables
Days to come outlines:

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The sun won't rise;
Ravens of the flock
In the sky vinyl wings will spread their-
Black love marks.

We will be together,
To be resurrected
Under the sails of hope
Love ships
In the white palms of the dawn.