Текст песни AEVSKI - Цесаревна

Zesarevna sailed to Byzantium
Do you really want to know her?
Light dress her
Would be
Would enter into her arms

In dust my mantle
And her
Smile is a curse
Straight I woven the thread
But I would like to consider it.

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Pink clouds, the connection is so high
I never felt someone closer
In your hand, we are together for centuries
Open me, I will not hurt you

But that was just a moment, since then for many years
I took a subscription to the mind
That was not an argument and my empty answer.
Grabbed as cement around the stomach

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Drogle hand, flies the arrow, Hour in us drops it
Garbage to return the family of the body, let me be buried
Sowing to the ground from the ship will pay old Ronin
I'll sit in the king's chair of this night Verona