Переклад (по кліку) і текст пісні Summers Cauldron - XTC

Summers Cauldron - XTC

Текст Пісні

слова на вивчення

Drowning here in

Under mats of flower lava

Please don't pull me out this is how I would want to go

Breathing in the boiling butter

Fruit of sweating golden inca

Please don't heed my shout I'm relax in the undertow

When Miss Moon lays down

And Sir Sun stands up

Me I'm found floating round and round

Like a bug in brandy