Текст песни Clown - Метки

couplet
 Still tickles your nerves
 Dark night whispering wind
 On the bed in the arms
 Not a dream, but in reality .

 At night the shadows come ,
 Those that should be in oblivion,
 And he stood at the head of silence,
 Wait until the morning

 Solo
 In the sky, more rage I do not understand
 Thoughts become closer to me again

 chorus
 Pain is the black grid
 Again the blood leaves its mark
 Sleep with you firmly connected
 It destroys brain cells

 verse 2
 Day will come in tired slumber
 On his feet and all the work
 And unable to push
 Night that will not let you sleep

 Still tickles your nerves
 Dark night whispering wind
 Slowly going crazy
 Waiting until the morning