Джек-с-Фонарем - Вербена - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Climbing: Verben

Since my poems are so to your face - I will tell you one, but for now dance. The wheel of fate will not come to an end, will not burn, turning around soot ...

... And the motive is known a long time ago: I cursed the sorceress of the spindle, and Virgo was forgotten with a magical dream, along with the castle and faithful guards. And legends go - one daredevil is able to break the shackles of the spell, (a kiss - not the sharpness of the sword!), He will come, just give time.

But he is still none - they go years, and water runs in neighboring lands, cherries bloom in foreign gardens, another tribe grows.

Where to find it? Maybe he ran away, maybe someone stuck a dagger in his heart, maybe the frigate did not see the rocks, or the leg slipped from the cape ...

The sun does not disturb her peace, runs away, hides behind the river.

A beautiful lock is overgrown with grass:

Beladonna,

sagebrush,

Melissa.

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What else can I tell you? Do not pierce the moment, do not close your eyes. The wheel of fate will not turn back, will not shuffle the Sparrow flock.

Here is an ordinary city, an ordinary day, here is an ordinary guy - a lazy person, a student, and it doesn’t matter, in general, what a lot of things, he has no time - he dreams. And the dream works - oh! - In a cafe, and beautiful, like fairies, and of course, thoughts about her all day - even the room smells of forest. In this sleepy kingdom of tables, knives, callous toasts, steaks, thick neck, this girl - feel the light in the soul? - Like a fabulous princess. And the prickly path to her - through the hum of crowds, the darkness of the courtyards, urban dust, through the stormy and the darkness of the darkness, the childhood stuck, stuck. To lock the door on a steel bolt, to have a dream in a dust, in the sand ...

... But the eternal wheel is rushing, and there is no longer going to go anywhere.

Someone will melt the dagger in the chest - soon May will come to the city, not the timid, relax and go out to dance under tight streams.

The world is golden in young spring, and determination is more, brighter, clearer, he will go to see her,

And probably

kiss.