Аннита, 54 - 20 июня 2012 04:41

так часто я повторяю одни и теже посты, что пора вводить новую рубрику: пост любимый.. как предупреждение))

[I]Taken in by the delicate noise
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
Wandering around in silent wonder[/I]

What chance did I have
With the silver moon
Hanging in the sky
Opening old wounds

[I]Taking hold of the hem of your dress
Cleanliness only comes in small doses
Bodily whole but my head's in a mess
Fuelling obsession that borders psychosis[/I]

It's a sad disease
Creeping through my mind
Causing disabilities
Of the strangest kind

[I]Getting lost in the folds of your skirt
There's a price that I pay for my mission
A body in heaven and a mind full of dirt
How I suffer the sweetest condition
[/I]
[B]Taken in by the delicate noise
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
Wandering around in silent wonder
[/B]
Сорри :)