Оригинален текст
Outside these city walls we've sixteen thousand squatters
Inside, the queen, the queen has borne us only daughters
You'll hear it from auditor and lawmaker and jailor
"Oh Spectrum, is anything more beautiful than failure?"
Outside these city walls we've sixteen thousand squatters
Inside, the queen, the queen has borne us only daughters
You'll hear it from auditor and lawmaker and jailor
"Oh Spectrum, is anything more beautiful than failure?"