Vaceslav - Pinkie's Broth | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Vaceslav
• Pinkie's Broth

She is just a pastry girl,
With no one in the world,
To call her family,
Baking isn't difficult,
Maybe the same with the occult,
How hard could witchcraft be.

She doesn't care about the space time continuum,
She doesn't care about our where or when,
She doesn't care for any of the advice you bring cause,
She's gonna see her parents again.

Everyone feels for her loss,
But Pinkie please don't make that broth,
With eye of newt and cinnamon,
Your folks will never be the same,
If you bring them back this way,
Don't open the portal, don't jump in.

Back in time, go,
The future? Don't know.
The past is still there,
The present? I don't care.