ужасы - теория луны | Текст песни

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The stars begin to fall
Mirrored in your swimming pool
The wind lets out a hopeless sigh
I wish I could fly

The stars begin to fall
Escape plans on your bedroom wall
Through your window a northern sky
I wish I could fly

I'll take you to the moon
Where the sun can't shine through
We'll grow silver apples and golden pears
I know I see you there

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