Текст песни сотня масок
Обновлено: 13.11.2024
Бридж
Злые тени мелькают
Слышу их шепот, холодный как лед
И надежду теряя вижу вдруг я облик ангела verse 1
These persons look like the spokes
Impartially, torn into pieces
Again, I can not understand it
Where the answer is no sense
chorus
Lie - a weapon hundreds of masks
Who are weaker , there is no chance
Pain, pain of others quenching
Disappear , the face of losing
2kuplet
Jealousy, envy
Anger and weakness
These feelings - evil art
Live vicariously dooming
Themselves to decay and spiritual captivity
bridge
Evil shadows flit
I hear them whisper , cold as ice
And losing hope of a sudden I see the face of an angel
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