Aino Venna - Waltz to Paris | Текст песни

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• Aino Venna
• Waltz to Paris

I sat on the bench
You sat on my lap
You were wearing color red
And I hated it
For me it's too obvious
For you it's a way
Of more tender existence
I sat on the bench
Your mouth glued to mine
Your hands around my waist
Oh I had the time
To feel that something
Will arrive
A storm, a beginning of a sentence

Parmi de peinture de Rembrandt
Il y a que te cauchemar Baby
Parmi de peinture de Rembrandt
Il y a que te cauchemar Baby

We walked on the street
Just you and me
Oleanders in the air
It was hard to breath
Every time you spoke
You came so close
The violence
Damn the violence in me

Silence in the air
Silence is rare
In the city of constant romance
Silence in the air
Silence and despair
It's a point of no return Baby

Parmi de peinture de Rembrandt
Il y a que te cauchemar Baby
Parmi de peinture de Rembrandt
Il y a que te cauchemar Baby

Parmi de peinture de Rembrandt
Il y a que te cauchemar Baby
Parmi de peinture de Rembrandt
Il y a que te cauchemar Baby

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