Александр Барыкин - Belladonna
Oh belladonna, never knew the painMaybe I’m crazy, maybe it’ll drive me insaneThe open letter just carelessly placedAnd your moving silence,The tea so delicately lacedПрипев:Out of reach, out of touchHow you’ve learned to hate so muchOut of reach, out of touchHow you’ve learned to hate so muchCame from passion, and you gave it a nameThe fingers of poison like needles in the drivin’ rainSo smile discreetly as you watch with such graceNow I must slip away, but can you forget my faceПрипев:Out of reach, out of touchHow you’ve learned to hate so muchOut of reach, out of touchHow you’ve learned to hate so muchПрипев:Out of reach, out of touchHow you’ve learned to hate so muchOut of reach, out of touchHow you’ve learned to hate so much
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