Daria inside an Aria
- I'm Kovaleva Duchess...
- I'm not a princess...
You said this to me...
You were Daria by The Fall without a call...
Your hair was attached...
You were inside a fur jacket that isn't vexed... Your eyes were black pearls near Saint Petersburg's walls...
Your hands were red with the cold and your skin wasn't old...
You told me this:
- Man, a castle is a map...
- You know that this is a fact...
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| Kovaleva |
I was wondering towards myself:
- Is Daria telling me something about a book shelf?
- What the hell is she talking about?
So, I've asked you:
- Hey belle, the sky is new...
- The night isn't blue...
- What do you mean while telling me that your castle is green?
You stared into my eyes...
You were deep...
You were asking me about a ship...
You were being tame...
You were fame...
You were a Duchess with a star...
You were staring at a pink jar...
The colours on it were doom...
You said...
- Let's break it into tiny pieces, Man?
- I know that your mood's not bad...
I've asked you to wear your coat...
It didn't suit...
You told me about fruit...
I told you that I wasn't the thin white duke...
You shouted at me:
- YOU'RE PHILIP JEFFRIES...
- DON'T BE MEAN...
- I'LL BE FOREVER INSIDE A SCREAM...
I couldn't mess with you because every single day you were something new.
So I told you:
- Girl, let's be inside a forest into the trees even if we found some bees...
- You control the sea...
- You control the space where we meant to be...
- You're not an umbrella...
- You're Cinderella...
- Your name's not Anabela...
- You're definitely Bela...
You replied this to me:
- Man, there's space in my broom...
- Everywhere's gloom...
- Give me a map...
- Don't be a brat...
- Don't forget that I'm your belle and that I cast you a spell...
I never argue with you at all...
We are by The Fall while being inside Nature's call...
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| Duchess Dasha |
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