Ed Shulzhevsky - My Baby English Version | Текст песни

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My baby's stored my heart
She's kept it for the memory
My baby buys Pop Art
She hides it in her gallery
My baby's shelved my heart
She treats it with such delicate affection
Saves me as part of her latest collection

Oh, yes it's her own
And nobody knows how I'm gonna feel
Here between her precious Kill Bill
The volume of Baudelaire
And some private things bound in her seal
It's her loot anyway
It's her spoil and I'm her prey
Her trophies that she hides
The showcase of broken hearts
That is her joy and pride

My baby's stored my heart
She's kept it for the memory
My baby buys Pop Art
She hides it in her gallery
My baby's shelved my heart
She treats it with such delicate affection
Saves me as part of her latest collection

Sometimes she comes back
Looks at all her favorite things and smiles
Takes them in her hands for a while
And touches them softly
It's so cruel but it's in her style
Cuts the box with a knife
Makes me feel I'm still alive
I know it's all in vain
She takes my heart to polish it
And puts it back again