"Sister fell into the well"
I heard you cry
What you sank into the lake
Has washed a-tide
You're reaping what you've sown
The Devil keeps this own
Come redemption day
Back to black, you fade away
Someone cried the words
Of Lucifer's song
You can't slake the tongue of the snake
Savouring you alive
And the moons that wail from the grim, the pale
The moon that wait from the grim, the pale
You're reaping what you've sown
The Devil keeps this own
Come redemption day
Back to black, you fade away
Someone cried the words
Of Lucifer's song
Try to shake, you cannot awaken from your sleep
In this dream, your silent scream
Endless dream, your silent scream Yeah
You're reaping what you've sown
The Devil keeps this own
Come redemption day
Back to black, you fade away
Jei mano protevis pries 770 metu buvo koks jotvingis, jis prie Mindaugo valdymo turbut mego muzika prie lauzo ir buvo snekorius, pasakorius, fantaziorius
Ne dėl temperatūros, o dėl to, kad lyja kas 5 minutes. Negali iškelti kojos iš namų. Čia kaip toj humoristinėj situacijoj, kai iškeli koją - lyja, grįžti atgal - nustoja lyti.
O jeigu oro temperaturai faka rodyt, nu nezinau tada temperaturos idealios. Visi pagal save megsta, ziauriai dideles, ziauriai mazas megsta tik ekstremalai