There's a light that shines on Persephone, Always a fire in her eyes, And the last time that I went to her I could tell things weren't right. I just
: [Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson (Russian Translation by Diana Vensktyte)] [Music by Christofer Johnsson/Johan Niemann] Eae iaoaeu ec Neae?e iiyaeeny iaecaanoiue
Hey, the chances I must waste Hey, ever dirt even there month got a car Here's what it takes (x4) Paper chase is on These are on my speed For he warbled
Persephone, persephone. And if you kiss me forever, If you kiss me with your forever lips, If you kiss me forever, I'll be forever yours, Persephone.
Forget what has been in this crazy thing psychotic minds and souls all that I see all the glory to me golden and silver coins right through the devil
I see the darkness in your eyes I taste darkness in your eyes I'm headin' to the city of love Blue city of love Strange city of love I see the light
Too hot for tea, but I'll drink it anyway it's a nice day too late for him, but I'll take him anyway its a nice day happy to be alive some believe in
People, people, people cars, cars cars nobody cares everything goes by where am I? I'm on the earth that's why we can talk but we don't we can walk
Riding on a big white butterfly I turn my back away towards the sky close my eyes to look for something saw myself as really nothing then I realized
She looks at the world through her glasses and all she sees dirty big spot she goes out with two foreign guys and she likes it she takes her daddy's
I think I'll walk to the moon I don't think I'll be back soon I'll take some water and time and I'll find, yes, I'll be fine I might be happy at last
I miss that place so much I close my eyes I walk in the little town where I left you I'm touching every tree I can feel the ground I'm kissing every
In the morning when I wake up I think about how I can get you tonight, tonight in the morning when I wake up I think about how I can get to your heart
Phonetic Oni govorjat o tom chto modno. Oni zhivut odnim lish' dnem. A ja smotrju na nih, kak na durakov Zhizn' idet svoim cheredom. Segodnja den' skonchalsja
Last chance to let you know this, my story I'm the one who wants to live in the glory make the money, have the friends of my own but never fall in love
[Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson (Russian Translation by Diana Vensktyte)] [Music by Christofer Johnsson/Johan Niemann] Eae iaoaeu ec Neae?e iiyaeeny iaecaanoiue