Текст песни 7раса - Куклы становятся старше

Fabulous world-wool sparkles like snow
The room where the burning eyes -
Believe it or not ...
Counting to a hundred, consider that the past will not work
Shivering worlds wave
Just whisper please ...


You magical light, and no restrictions
Only in the morning did not cry ...

Lead me dear soft snow trails
A gray color as white, just tired
Hold me, even though I already vryatli escape ...
We are the third sand and even dolls get older ...


The time has gone, but again trying to repeat
Experience of the first phrases
I again pull the thread
It's hard to watch his eyes,
Squinting smile catch those
Do not trust the brakes,
But who all eventually pull ?!

At that magic light, where there is no prohibition,
Only in the morning did not cry ...