умер шут, он воровал минуты
Well let me tell you the story
About the way I've lived
My streets are steeped in secrets
My memories in myths
If Clerkenwell's the cradle
I'm the kid

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And you're just sitting pretty in the city all alone
Come and join me
Make my world your own
We'll dance forever out into the blue
Waltz together underneath the London moon




@темы: lyrics, music box