Наутилус Помпилиус - Матерь Богов
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I will tell you the worst secret
I have been silent for so long, but now I'm ready
I am the creator of everything you see around
And you, my joy, you are the mother of the gods

Mother of the gods, mother of the gods ...

This city of killers, the city of whores and thieves
Exists as we believe in it
And we will open his eyes - and he is no longer
And we are standing again at the beginning of centuries

Mother of the gods We walked all day
In small rain, your wet jeans
Lumpy on the floor
So we’ll take up the job sooner

Mother of the gods, Mother of the Gods

We have been creating this world for
We are looking for again for animals and flowers
Despite everything defeats love
So we will seize and smoke, mother of the gods

I was born a hundred times and died a hundred times
I looked into cards - the devil does not
Trump cards, they enter our house but what
Will they make us? You and I are immortal

Mother of the gods, mother of the gods ...

Mother of the gods We walked all day
In small rain, your wet jeans
Lumpy on the floor
So we’ll take up the job sooner

Mother of the gods, Mother of the Gods
Mother of the gods, mother of the gods ...