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- Ruslan Bodolan, Vladimir Serebryakov
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- Ruslan Bodolan, Vladimir Serebryakov
- Автор текста
- Vladimir Serebryakov
- Исполнитель
- Fourth
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- The Funny Farm ( SP)
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- Black VooDoo Studio
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- Fourth - The Funny Farm
Word: V. Serebryakov
Verse 1:
Open your eyes, smell the air!
Because you won't believe what he,
After all, this world cracked.
Everyone has a part to play-
Passing noisy Creeks, in this way.
When I'm go away, I'm go away
Verse 2:
Every time, his eyes closed,
Remember the world that was wrong,
And unfortunate, voice change.
Like the morning, early rose,
The funny farm, can't be lose soul.
Bloom and fade with the first ray.
Verse 3:
Cannot see the light of sun-
She had nowhere else to run,
And hurricane is breathing for her.
We can't catch and can't save,
She went to your silent home.
The Funny farm, The Funny home