The Thin Young Men - Aster | Текст песни

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II ASTER

Burning in velleity the sad part
Cleansing dives without a reason
Three quarters of an hour
It was the same image
Idle along when dreaming,
Then want a palace in the garden
And a heart ages old
What heals a little,
What heals our pettiness

”It would be fine
If something bad happened to them”

.....Psyche......
Where are your selves laid
Nineteen for the chronicle
(Blackened roses on my grave is an old song title)
Those things on my grave were not alone
It was deepened that autumn
Let the florescence turn brighter
With a peace and chrysanthemums found
Venetian blinds did cut the sight
On the horizon of March
Dear, I was still in a feverish realm
Looking at its brim
My will is so terrible

"I don't mind this, transcend in the bus
The hotbed and all resentment;
I'm so damn glad I'm ahead of them”

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