MADAM TUSSOR - 2. Dreadful Holidays [Demons in the Museum of Wax, 2011] | Текст песни

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This summer will never come to the end,
Time for fun on the cold Russian land.
In August all of us will decay,
Now is time of dreadful holiday.

The yellow train is filled by shouts,
It’s like a delayed action bomb.
I hear the voices and they operate me.
Its dreadful holidays, I want to be free.

This water clears my essence,
This sun dehydrates my brains,
This air smothers me,
Its dreadful holidays, I want to be clear!

This night will never come to the end,
It’s like walk with the living dead,
It’s like circus with the stupid dolls,
When you dance on your own bones.

July, 2009

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