Вершы: Nikka Costa. Bubble Full Of Rainbows.

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Things that tremble tingle like a bubble
Full of rainbows then... crack
Sizzle sing and whisper when the shadows
Lace the moonlight whit black
Things that crowd on climb in vines
In windows wind in with
Waving whispy willow wings and breathe
Of wines in summertime... dreams
Things