Текст песни Чародейка Княженика - Ножи

I specifically dropped knives
So that you come quickly.
On over the abyss
My superfluous silk clothes.

Here there would be a rhyme "rye",
Yes, from Slinger - reproach.
I screamed you: "Hold!",
Only you could not hold.

Run away away floors
They are frightened by a steady cry,
My numbers do not write
On the leaves of the corridor books.

Although the century will say
Do not return to us for old nights.
At least a hundred years I have to sleep with a stranger,
Anyway I remain anything.

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