Текст песни Кошмар перед Рождеством - Джек повелитель тыкв

In this world, no one beats me
Recognized as the best I have in my craft.
Horror I navozhu a little moon
On any of the inhabitants of the earth.
So many brave men recovered, braggarts, fools
Basting them shiver!
The flight I paid and fathers and children
I'm like a ghost is surprisingly good.

So for a year, year
I scare people, but in the soul of sadness
As Life will be held
I'm Jack! Lord of pumpkins
I hate everything what used

In my mind, one sorrow
With melancholy look in distance night
I break it is time intramural circle
To escape from these torments

I know everywhere I nightmare in the dark
I am the horror on the wings of the night
Uhnuv of a shoulder, I scared the British
And the French and the Germans and the other
Like all who are dead even without a head
I quote from memory Shakespeare
People have no animals grin terrible
I'm the king of the underworld.

But who here will understand my grief
Lord of pumpkins to myself sorry
And the crown is heavy, and the glory is not sweet
His dull world I would have burned to the ground

What shines there in the end of the road
A longing in my chest
Brest and how much higher light
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