King of sleep (BG)
It's boring in the house, if in the house neither cross, nor knife;
I wanted to leave, but in the house is sleeping my lady;
She has a stern temper,
Ramses IV was right;
Whether the angels sing, whether my watchmen...
The Queen of Sheba is beautiful, but the reason is not in her;
Feathered serpent – a shadow in the sky with his key.
New country
On bed sheets of blue flax.
Inviolable wall;
Wood goblin behind my shoulder.
Color of apple tree, under the skirt is icy armor;
King of sleep with a religious procession at a steel steed;
In the swan day
If it's decently to want a dove?
I wanted, and this dove took off,
And the dove was similar to you...
Sign of watchman over the dead water – your post;
The signal from the center unequivocally is simple;
"Тирн Рам,
Тирн Хлад."
To me is all the same how will end your
Retreat to the North.
It's boring in the house, if in the house neither cross, nor knife;
I wanted to leave, but in the house is sleeping my lady;
She has a stern temper,
Ramses IV was right;
Whether the angels sing, whether...
It's boring in the house, if in the house neither cross, nor knife;
I wanted to leave, but in the house is sleeping my lady;
She has a stern temper,
Ramses IV was right;
Whether the angels sing, whether my watchmen...
The Queen of Sheba is beautiful, but the reason is not in her;
Feathered serpent – a shadow in the sky with his key.
New country
On bed sheets of blue flax.
Inviolable wall;
Wood goblin behind my shoulder.
Color of apple tree, under the skirt is icy armor;
King of sleep with a religious procession at a steel steed;
In the swan day
If it's decently to want a dove?
I wanted, and this dove took off,
And the dove was similar to you...
Sign of watchman over the dead water – your post;
The signal from the center unequivocally is simple;
"Тирн Рам,
Тирн Хлад."
To me is all the same how will end your
Retreat to the North.
It's boring in the house, if in the house neither cross, nor knife;
I wanted to leave, but in the house is sleeping my lady;
She has a stern temper,
Ramses IV was right;
Whether the angels sing, whether...