Оригинален текст
The hover is ajar
My worth has fled
Be certain of this empty tray
Do we maintain that there is no one
For me to ring
This stale sight of you
Your spotted eyes
They're soiled through
These fragments i skew
The hover is ajar
My worth has fled
Be certain of this empty tray
Do we maintain that there is no one
For me to ring
This stale sight of you
Your spotted eyes
They're soiled through
These fragments i skew