The Forbidden Cigarette Music and lyrics: Liene Narcis 2009. mai I found sweet grapes on your lips
And bilberries in your kiss Those fairytales you told Seemed of silver, of gold An old man on the chair With white butterflies in his hair This man is me Made of old scars And suddenly I tasted sugar on your skin You even gave me the glance of love so thin I’ve never believed in your stories I’ve laughed at all your worries The pale corpse in the coffin Of pure iron you are and have been This corpse is me Made of old kills And suddenly I found your conscience in my soul And I knew where I’m supposed to go I’m goin’ away of you, old man I’m slippin’ away of you, pale corpse Of my girl of all remorse Of unfamiliar curses Made on purpose You’ve forbidden me my little joys You’ve shown me clearly that I’m the toy
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RÄ«tausma
4/11/2011 03:52:25 pm
Man patīk lirirkas ļoti <3 white butterflies un sugar on your skin... izklausās tik gardi^^ D****am ļoti patīk cigaretes. Man liekas viņš tās sēž un aplaiza reizēm. :D
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Sinmaster
4/12/2011 12:52:56 am
Patiesībā, nenogriezu vis, jo tas bija pielikums klavierversijai. Šī ir ģitāras versija. (:
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es
5/17/2011 10:55:08 pm
pirmoreiz noklausiijos dažas dziesmas
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