Right,
The button is pushed,
Now watch it go,
You don’t ask why,
You just say ‘no’.
I like it,
Same as I like my gee-tar,
You see
Now we can fly,
And touch that funeral star.
It shines
It shines,
It is a shrine
For those
Who can’t cry.
Oh, cry if you feel
And feel if you cry,
Don’t ask why.
Better say: fly far
And watch that shooting star
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© Copyright: Мионик, 2006
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You're takin' off your weddin' dress,
And on the sensitive skin
I can see bleedin' scars
I have never seen.
I wanted to cry and to shout,
I didn't want to listen and touch
Where are your
Where are your
Wings I liked, I liked so much
это я переводила Наутилус Помпилиус.
Про полеты - отлично... по -рокерски так
Стася Шлегрова 07.11.2006 19:14 • Заявить о нарушении
And on the sensitive skin
I can see bleedin' scars
I have never seen.
I wanted to cry and to shout,
I didn't want to listen and touch
Where are your
Where are your
Wings I liked, I liked so much
это я переводила Наутилус Помпилиус.
Про полеты - отлично... по -рокерски так
Стася Шлегрова 07.11.2006 19:14 • Заявить о нарушении