Lyrics Mort Lyrics - Любимая дочь
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Любимая дочь
Ей звезды мягко ложились на ладошки,
С любимой плюшевой игрушкой спала крошка.
Милый ребенок, красивые глаза
Уже тогда она мечтала о небесах.
Эти танцы - её первая потребность,
Только в пируэтах видна истинная страсть,
Родители, конечно, против были, не маячь,
Ну-ка уберись, уроки сделай,
Выброси все глупости из головы,
Не приставай с вопросами, ты надоела.
И школьная жизнь принцессы как тюрьма,
Роль серой мыши она всегда терпела...
Хочется расправить крылья и полететь,
Чтоб не ломали тело эти бренные оковы,
Она сможет все, главное согреть
Одинокую ее нежным словом.
Припев:
Дорогая скажи, что я любимая дочь.
Не молчи, прости, не гони прочь.
Эти слезы мои, эти губы мои,
Танец заберет, унесет в ночь.
Вспышки камер, яркий свет прожекторов
Немой зал, девушка выступает на сцене
Танцует словно ангел изящные движения
Не оторвать глаз сердца покорила она
Конец акта для нее аплодируют стоя
Цветы на сцене все то, о чем она мечтала
Не так давно было лишь в сладких снах
Хотела выступать, слышать с зала овации
На бульваре у моста заметил режиссер
Покорила шармом в жизни первый контракт
Выступления за границей кучи ярких страз
Все мечты сбылись жизнь как сказка
Обложки ТОП журналов с прекрасной девушкой
Фотосессии но уже нет прежнего блеска
Большая арена утомила загас огонек
Но прекрасной жизни танца сцена не порог
Припев:
Дорогая скажи, что я любимая дочь.
Не молчи, прости, не гони прочь.
Эти губы мои, слезы смоет дождем
Танец заберет, исчезнет как сон.
Favorite daughter
Her stars gently lay down on his palm,
The baby slept with his beloved plush toy.
Cute baby, beautiful eyes
Already then she dreamed of heaven.
These dances are her first need,
Only in pyruets a true passion is visible,
Parents, of course, were against were, do not light,
Well, remove, do the lessons,
Throw out all nonsense from the head,
Do not stick with questions, you are tired.
And the school life of the princess as a prison,
The role of the gray mouse she always suffered ...
I want to straighten your wings and fly
So as not to break the body of these struck shackles,
She can all, most importantly warm
Lonely her tender word.
Chorus:
Dear tell me that I am a favorite daughter.
Do not be silent, sorry, do not drive away.
These tears are mine, these lips are mine,
The dance will take it, carries out on the night.
Flash cameras, bright spotlights
Silent Hall, girl performs on stage
Dancing Like Angel Elegant Movements
Do not tear the eye of the heart conquered it
The end of the act for it is applauding standing
Flowers on stage all what she dreamed about
Not so long ago was only in sweet dreams
I wanted to speak, hear from the Hall of Ovation
On the boulevard at the bridge noted the director
Conquered charm in life the first contract
Performances abroad Heap of bright rhinestones
All dreams come true Life as a fairy tale
Covers top magazines with a beautiful girl
Photo shoot but no longer shine
Big Arena Tired Zagas Light
But the scene is not a great life of the dance scene
Chorus:
Dear tell me that I am a favorite daughter.
Do not be silent, sorry, do not drive away.
These lips mine, tears will wash the rain
The dance will take, disappear as a dream.
Her stars gently lay down on his palm,
The baby slept with his beloved plush toy.
Cute baby, beautiful eyes
Already then she dreamed of heaven.
These dances are her first need,
Only in pyruets a true passion is visible,
Parents, of course, were against were, do not light,
Well, remove, do the lessons,
Throw out all nonsense from the head,
Do not stick with questions, you are tired.
And the school life of the princess as a prison,
The role of the gray mouse she always suffered ...
I want to straighten your wings and fly
So as not to break the body of these struck shackles,
She can all, most importantly warm
Lonely her tender word.
Chorus:
Dear tell me that I am a favorite daughter.
Do not be silent, sorry, do not drive away.
These tears are mine, these lips are mine,
The dance will take it, carries out on the night.
Flash cameras, bright spotlights
Silent Hall, girl performs on stage
Dancing Like Angel Elegant Movements
Do not tear the eye of the heart conquered it
The end of the act for it is applauding standing
Flowers on stage all what she dreamed about
Not so long ago was only in sweet dreams
I wanted to speak, hear from the Hall of Ovation
On the boulevard at the bridge noted the director
Conquered charm in life the first contract
Performances abroad Heap of bright rhinestones
All dreams come true Life as a fairy tale
Covers top magazines with a beautiful girl
Photo shoot but no longer shine
Big Arena Tired Zagas Light
But the scene is not a great life of the dance scene
Chorus:
Dear tell me that I am a favorite daughter.
Do not be silent, sorry, do not drive away.
These lips mine, tears will wash the rain
The dance will take, disappear as a dream.