Сердце твое двулико, сверху оно набито мягкой травой, а снизу каменное, каменное дно. (с)
My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin why i got out of bed at all.
the morning rain clouds up my window and i can't see at all.
And even if i could it'd all be grey. with your picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.
the morning rain clouds up my window and i can't see at all.
And even if i could it'd all be grey. with your picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.