Текст песни Мот - Дары Волхвов

Told me of the old witch doctor
In you is the blood of the Greeks
Your life is sugar but do not forget about the salt in the tracks
A word should be treated, not only to paw
You still have to live , give oath gepokrata
I swore on the blood , praying in the temple , and
Then he heard a voice said Matvey see
Your star has been born it black, but you will love and hate for it
You're a sinner but you earthly reptiles but the divine spark in you
And hiking and even so I listened to the story , understand that small and immediately in my head all neskhoditsya fragmented puzzle
When the album , when the prophecy in my house and when I can show the world all the guts , when the wise men , open to me all his cards. On Tuesday, March 25 yes