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Вершы: The Puppini Sisters. Betcha Bottom Dollar. Wuthering Heights.

Out on Wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy

How could you leave me?
When I needed to possess you
I hated you, loved you too

Bad dreams in the night
They told me I was going to lose the fight
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering, wuthering, wuthering heights

Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me?
It's Cathy, now come home
So cold, let me in of your window

Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me?
It's Cathy, now come home
So cold, let me in of your window

Ooh, it gets dark, it gets lonely
On the other side from you
I pine, I pine a lot, I find a lot
Falls through without you

I'm coming back, love
Cruel Heathcliff
My one dream, my only master

Too long I roam in the night
I'm coming back to his side to put it right
Leave me, hon', my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering heights

Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me?
It's Cathy, now come home
So cold, let me in of your window

Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me?
It's Cathy, now come home
So cold, let me in of your window

Ooh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away
Ooh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away
You know it's me, yeah, you know it's me, Cathy's

Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me?
It's Cathy, now come home
So cold, let me in of your window

Heathcliff, don't you know that it's me?
It's Cathy, now come home
So cold, let me in of your window

Let me in of your window
Let me in of your window
Let me in of your window
Let me in of your window

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