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Пісня Queen

Pull out the bunting She made 'em one by one Hang 'em in the trees Or they'll blow away Move to the country The town has told its tale You'll be forgotten

It's late enough to go drivin' And see what's mine Life's a study of dyin' How to do it right You're a holy roller Keep your belly loose If you're hangin

It's late enough to go drivin And see what's mine That's a study of dying How to do it right You're a holy roller Get your bed in the loose If you're

Pull out the bunting She made then one by one Hang'em in the trees Until a breeze it comes Move to the country The town has told its tale When the sutumn

Переклад: Queens Of The кам'яного століття. Пісня For The Dead.

It's late enough to go drivin And see what's mine That's a study of dying How to do it right You're a holy roller Get your bed in the loose If you're

: (feat. Chipmunks) Spinning and spinning beginning to lose the ground. . . . . It's like there's a party inside me on it's way out. I know that you

: Nobody?s coming down the hall Nobody echoes in my head Broken reflection had a look Nobody ever needed her I got what was I want to take what's left

Vanno vanno vanno Girano per la citta Si urtano corrono strisciano comprano i pacchi gia vanno vanno vanno girano per la citta Vanno vanno vanno corrono