Текст песни Mist ft DJ Death - Плачет по ночам...

Acrostic

She is still crying at night,
On the fabric pillow of tears again rone.
And in the sky stars. Mon candle.
The hostile world all the way.
Tears water salty taste.
Her alarms are unthinkable limits.
Toxian in the shower. Yes, to hell!
Oh, if it would be so too bold ...
How to satisfy the sadness of her soul?
Does the girl sorry a modest courteous?
She needs happiness. Not coins of pennies.
The stream of tears - rods rugs.
Blown ice under the action of tears.
What if now is the case?
What are there any scales there
Her fate. On the horizon of clouds ...
So night! Writes to go again
On the warm puddles run famous.
She cries everything. Do not go to bed.
On the windowsill tears ... quietly ...
She is still crying at night,
The clock goes surprise exactly ...
And somewhere there is another candle.
The world is full of those who cry dark at night ...

09/14/10 (13.40)