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Текст песни Cake - Opera Singer

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I am an opera singerI stand on painted tapeIt tells me where Im goingAnd where to throw my capeI call my costars "brother"I call my costars "knave"I play both good and evil partsI sing to verdis graveAnd every single morningBy 10 am Im dressedMy rehearsals last for hours and hoursWith diligence I have been blessedSome people, they call me monsterSome people, they call me saintMy talent feeds my darker sideYet no one will complainI am an opera singerI sing in foreign landsIve sung for kings in europeAnd emperors in japanAnd after each performancePeople stand around and waitJust to tell me that they love my voiceJust to tell me that Im greatI am an opera singerI will sing when youre all deadI sing the mountains crumbling apartI sing what cant be saidI am an opera singerI sing in foreign landsMost people seem to know my nameOr at least know who I am

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