Fadin' colours in your eyes... In your mind. I saw my years I saw my tears, freezing, A fairy lamp lit up my face... as a gentle breeze.
Just another pearly moon through the weeping fog, takes away the orchids from my bed ! Ordinary season of a standing world, Where the colours slidedown on my back !
I heards speak painted girls, They believe in another life, It's strange to say, but from that moment My days are not the same !Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
