There is a place that no one knows, from time to time That's where she goes. And I don't know, but I don't mind Of going into her, inside. Distracting me from my routine, A helpless creature I have seen. And every rose has its thorn, So after all she is a swan
Why do I have to believe myself, if I know that Everything goes wrong. Passing the time staring at her Picture in my mind. And we would kiss while listening to mine Queen's favorite song. If there is a white one – there is a black one Yeah yeah a swan.