Декаданс серебряная свадьба текст песни

Обновлено: 21.11.2024

Creases hands, rolled his eyes ,
I'll arrange decadence !
My mysteries , my impulses and seizures
For you, for you , for you!

My boy, here's a lock of hair ,
And revolver and bluestone ,
You I fasted, I was bored ,
No, I'm sorry!
No, to me your " eros " has not grown !
I hear the sound of celestial Stern
And you, alas, not Charles and Baudelaire .

Creases hands, rolled his eyes ,
I'll arrange decadence !
My mysteries , my impulses and seizures
For you, for you , for you!

But you stared incredulously
In soul crystal pond
I'm in mourning hat with feathers !
I'm in mourning hat with feathers .
Zazrya drags under the window .

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