Alina Gingertail - The Wolven Storm - Priscilla's Song Cover - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Path with your finger running the scars, wound harsh, so that our merge the way to fate in advance. Open those wound cure them again. Let them thanks in fate pattern. And from the dreams of my sinks in the morning. Gooseberry Tart Sweet Lilac want in a dream Your see the curl black, violets eyes your eyes that tears mist shadow. On the trail of the wolf I will go to the blizzard. And the heart muster off the morning. Through the anger and sadness, that I cooked the grinding of the melting, which is frown in the wind. And from the dreams of my sinks in the morning. Gooseberry Tart Sweet Lilac want in a dream Your see the curl black, violets eyes your eyes that tears mist shadow. I do not know - you are my purpose. Il passion I owe only fate. When in the desire, I enhanced the attraction ... I did not love you to harm yourself? And from the dreams of my sinks in the morning. Gooseberry Tart Sweet Lilac want in a dream Your see the curl black, violets eyes your eyes that tears mist shadow.