Алая лента - Души сгоревших бабочек
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Someone is dragging a bag of conscience
Someone is waving a sword of pride
- Cheer up, people!
Look around the corner
The war is starting
No escape from under fire
Past the cars on foot
Oh, barefoot on the rails
And from the moon and from the stars
They look and cry, as if from the eyes
The souls of burnt butterflies
Who remember and love us
From the moon and from the stars
They look and cry, as if from the eyes
The souls of burnt butterflies
Who remember and love us
Us, us
And whoever puts on the crown of thorns
He is almost a dead man
And whoever gets up on his feet straight
He will be immediately thrown into a pit
A sad picture
The sky is not visible because of the clouds
Only feelings remain
Which are not for sale
And from the moon and from the stars
They look and cry, as if from the eyes
The souls of burnt butterflies
Who remember and love us
From the moon and from the stars
They look and cry, as if from the eyes
Souls of burnt butterflies
Which remember and love us
Us, us
And from the moon and from the stars
Look and cry, as if from the eyes
Souls of burnt butterflies
Which remember and love us
From the moon and from the stars
Look and cry, as if from the eyes
Souls of burnt butterflies
Which remember and love us
From the moon and from the stars
Look and cry, as if from the eyes
Souls of burnt butterflies
Which remember and love us
From the moon and from the stars
Look and cry, as if from the eyes
Souls of burnt butterflies
Which remember and love us
From the moon and from the stars
Look and cry, as if from the eyes
Souls of burnt butterflies
Which remember and love us