Poets Of The Fall-Sleep, sugar - Спи, сладкая, позволь снам наводнить твоё сознание волнами нежного пламени, дающего защиту. Спи, милая, позволь своим чувствам нахлынуть и унести тебя в следующее утро... | Текст песни
Спи, сладкая, позволь снам наводнить твоё сознание волнами нежного пламени, дающего защиту. Спи, милая, позволь своим чувствам нахлынуть и унести тебя в следующее утро...
Hear your heartbeat Beat a frantic pace And it's not even seven AM
You're feeling the rush of anguish settling You cannot help showing them in.
Hurry up then Or you'll fall behind and They will take control of you
And you need to heal The hurt behind your eyes Fickle words crowding your mind
So Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in, Like waves of sweet fire, you're safe within Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in, And carry you over to a new morning
Try as you might You try to give it up Seems to be holding on fast
It's hand in your hand A shadow over your A beggar for soul in your face
Still it don't matter If you won't listen If you won't let them follow you
You just need to heal Make good all your lies Move on and don't look behind
Day after day Fickle visions Messing with your head Fickle, vicious Sleeping in your bed Messing with your head Fickle visions Fickle, vicious