(English Translation) You stand in front of a mirror and try a black dress on And here is the music of your reflection And birthmarks run down your back And here's for you the music of your mirrors Give, as much as you give Give as much as you can give Give as much as possible And if it's possible Then give everything You stand in front of a mirror and try a bra under the dress And here is the music of your reflection You paint your eyelids and laughter-wrinkles You let your hair, you let them loose And here's the music of your mirrors You could be heard downstairs Your little hand pushed them off the bed Your woollen and cotton-filled animals Looked at you wickedly and you felt bad You stand in front of a mirror and try, really try not to cry And here's the music of your reflection But allready mascara flows from the eyes to the room And here's for you the music of your mirrors You could be heard downstairs Your little hand pushed them off the bed Your woollen and cotton-filled animals Looked at you wickedly and you felt bad
@auxometer2 жыл бұрын
Love this song
@Wolf-Express2 ай бұрын
it's though.
@Elemenerve6 жыл бұрын
Ja siin on Sinu paanikahoogude muusika...
@kirsty_yamaha17 күн бұрын
does he ever say paanikahoogude in the lyrics? just wondering as an english speaker. i can't hear it. I think he says peegeldusa or 'reflected'.