Novembre - Cobalt Of March | Текст Иностранной Песни
Scenery's far from the Sun Far from the dust Glide into dusk Cobalt of Match I see your eyes above the arch of your smile Lost in this nighttime through the daze of
Novembre - Neanderthal Sands | Текст Иностранной Песни
Caught in the whirls of time Cold winds bring me to timeless shores Shattering, flowing down grain by grain By the sandglasses of the past An innate memory An
Novembre - Bluecracy | Текст Иностранной Песни
I can't say where you are Can't see where you are Can't stay in the Sun And I wonder, why am I even here right now Attending this slow parade Of massive
Novembre - Memoria Stoica / Vetro | Текст Иностранной Песни
Drops of slime big as pies Stain every single day of your saint's life Consecution of all the sin you've been put inside, My beautiful star Wake up
Novembre - Winter 1941 | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'm watching outside the (window) glass As street light diffuses through the hall Somewhere (Winter)'s lifting shades of war Chilling me in the darkness of this fall
Novembre - L'Epoque Noire (March The 7th 12973 A.D.) | Текст Иностранной Песни
(A breathing machinery), injecting liquid madness (into my veins) In a torturing pain Damaging my mechanics with synthetic, corroding rains In chambers of future
Novembre - Onirica East | Текст Иностранной Песни
And I leave your world As a little alien, broken hearted Night stained eyed Solitude-stained eyes As I jump in my shuttle Away through the ocean sky With my
Novembre - Sirens In Filth | Текст Иностранной Песни
Bitterness blows in the heart Like chilly draughts in the hall Of a crystal castle Lost among clouds made of gold Those anxieting visions Images behind frozen
Novembre - Pioggia... January Tunes | Текст Иностранной Песни
Lights beyond everfalling drops From a timeless rail leaves a train to the stars Blue of sad tunes filtering the door Introducing the loveless down Emptied hearts pass
Novembre - Aquamarine | Текст Иностранной Песни
Uncomfort within the improper feelings of this song I'd rather grey instead of marbled pearly skies Its imprint is alive like a post-war Stalingrad A sense of broken Atlantis