Текст песни Виа Гра - ПРОДЮССЕР

This is a fictional story and nothing
the reality does not ...

We had
that dream is not about
May be

It was strange
It was open space
With a parade of planets
This was a major
I have a beautiful voice
And it does not have
He taught me, and he does not know how
It's like - if all the world smarter
He thinks that I do not live well, not sing

But he was a producer, and I'm his muse
Probably still it was
And that did not happen
I forgot to forgive
Whatever else has failed

We had
that dream is not about
May be

It was a fairy tale
And one day come true
quite usual
It was sweet
I opened wings
And it does not have
He taught me, and he does not know how
Did he ever even spare
Did I ever leave him and fall out of love

But he was a producer, and I'm his muse
Probably still it was
And that did not happen
I forgot to forgive
Whatever else has failed

But he was a producer, and I'm his muse
Probably still it was
And that did not happen
I forgot to forgive
Whatever else has failed

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na

But he was a producer, and I'm his muse
Probably still it was
And that did not happen
I forgot to forgive
Whatever else has failed