Текст песни Vivienne Mort - Готика

It became known from newspapers,
What's in the basement of your house
It goes the same as you.

There are all the machines in the hall,
Virgin Mary Posters
They look down, cast a shadow.

That's right, don't open it.
So live it, drink your tea!
Drink and do not know who you were.
Drink and do not know who you were.
Friends, what do you like?
Gothic closer! Gothic Dark!
It's easier, quieter, and you fall asleep.
Easier, quieter ...

Who will be your prosecutor?
Who will wake you?
People shout: eat! sleep! Stop! go away!

Only old curved trees
They were able to do everything right.
Who asked them?
Bed! Table! Than! Back to them!

That's right, don't open it.
So live it, drink your tea!
Drink and do not know who you were.
Drink and do not know who you were.
Friends, what do you like?
Gothic closer! Gothic Dark!
It's easier, quieter, and you fall asleep.
It's easier, quieter, and you fall asleep.
Easier, quieter ...