Текст песни Depressive Age - My Wine
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There`s a castle burning, fallen is the bridgeThere`s a good smell inside, water will not switchSo let it run in silence, let the flames their waysSometimes you`ll remember the smokie summerdaysCelebration in a new day`s dawnThe line of black boxes march alongKiss their hands, don`t wait to make a tryTo touch souls on journey to the sky - goodbyeMy wine talks to me, talks his voice for freeTalks in things I see, in my fantasyHurting down from fever deep belowPissdrop-silence in the new year snowI sense a warm ray, don`t let it endYellow snow is in my mouth and in my hand - I sense you, manMy wine talks to me, talks his voice for freeTalks in things I see, in my fantasyAnd all day it is the same I seeCastles burning, hold the lights for meIn the shadow, care to steer your flightYou know spiders spin their cobwebs so tight - I fight, I dieMy wine talks to me, talks his voice for freeTalks in things I see, in my fantasyMy wine walks with me, where I go to beWalks and talks with me, in sick harmony