Текст песни Laterne - Холод рук твоих

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Cold thy hand, as before
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divination tender
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It melts under ancient witchcraft
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Secret, hot and sweet
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It smells. I stole
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I peeped over the bustling hotbed

dm bb
Wave the magic word
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flies with pink lips
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and the gentle sound of the rough
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hanging in the old weights
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And the hand is easy to dance
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Do you believe there is no one
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and whisper so deeply:
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Bewitch him!

Dear, who are so dear to you?
What deceptive wraith
You want to bring him in a dream?
night snow creak behind the door
I see and I do not believe,
a glass of wine that you carry me

I remember the word witch,
Secretly I long ago
I was bewitch you completely.
Let the will of my secret
This look is casual
And with a smile strange drink to the dregs!