Cicely — текст песни (Cocteau Twins)





He must smoke spum dames by our lay

Charge are we nicks hell needs our first very edge

Now beautiful Ill tell my mind

Cloud mannered a lot



Tell the king to park his soul



For being an old beat

So in spirit

So maximum

That only waters more deep

To find him



Deals trust him by them all

He must smoke spum dames by our lay

Charge are we nix ill needs our first very edge

Now beautiful Ill tell my mind

How many tell the king to park his soul



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