Химера Театральная все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Валим на кладбище
JOURNEY TO THE CEMETERY
CHRISTINE:
To my father's grave, please.
In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came
That voice which calls to me and speaks my name...
- ИСТЕРИКИ, ПРОБЛЕМЫ, ГОРГУЛЬИ, СИКРЕТЛИ
I remember there was mist ...
Swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake ...
There were candles all around,and on the lake there was a boat,
And in the boat there was a man ...
Who was that shape in the shadows?
Whose is the face in the mask?