Estella (из рекламы New Yorker) - короче крутяк | Текст песни

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When sun is setting down
And city lights awake
The last ways will be (drawd/drowned???)
Finaly night will overtake
The moon's rising high
with a white as brideining shine
last fire bled its high
and a rise of borderline

I live from dusk 'till dawn
When the night conquers light
I live from dusk 'till dawn
When the night conquers light

the collection of the dreams suddenly take place
Remember lots of screams
An ugly dapple-face
Vampires were existenz
I've hustled far and wide
Cautiously persistent
I've freaked out in their spite
Like a nightmare all in trance
I always lie unfurl
My darkness gives the chance
To forget that outside world

I live from dusk 'till dawn
When the night conquers light
I live from dusk 'till dawn
When the night conquers light

Spooky fog in dreary streets
Hides the secrets in the dark
Eerie winds and noises sound like music in my ears
A nasty giggle, a sadistic grind are sounds that I've heard before
All this flare of glooming
When the night conquers light

I live from dusk 'till dawn
When the night conquers light
I live from dusk 'till dawn
When the night conquers light.

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