Plasma Wine
Repent is all that what I talk about every day, all I want leaves
As a theatre in the evening debut, my thoughts are several
But she was my girl to school, uniform, mechanics, perfect
A wine on the table is all I want, the last tragus
The plasma sacred, the pain is impossible to bear
I want the plasma, I want the wine
I want you
I love you
I want the plasma, I want the wine
That day night is fast, I went to my garden
I did not find anything, but even I tried
When the living are dead, our roads are more fragile
We are false, and we need models, we need to live
We want the plasma and wine
For one more night live
I want the plasma, I want the wine
I want you
I love you
I want the plasma, I want the wine
We live in a near, an audience awaits us
And what we have is just a plasma wine
