Present

She keeps warm breeze and flowers
For winter soon will come.
She runs in fields, on grasses
For love will soon be there.

A criminal desire is hunting
And she's ready.
Old winters' music raises again.
Through crawling winds she's shaking.

She's got a harmful smile
And restless lips to sing.
Old winters' music inside her head.
Little spiders on her neck.

And a little present he gave her.
A package of butterflies and make - up,
For she's a woman now
And she's dancing.

A criminal desire of music
And he holds her.
Old winters' faces fade away,
And trains full of dreams are leaving.

She's got a crazy smile
And restless lips to kiss.
Old winters' music inside her head.
Little wings on her back.

Warm breeze and flowers,
Old winters' music
And criminal desire.



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