Насть, помню как то 1 мая когда я предложил передружбу я уверен,что в тот де

[bad word] the blessing of all that you dreamed
But [bad word] the curses of diamonds and rings
Only at first did it have its appeal
But now you can’t tell the false from the real

Who can you [bad word] 
Who can you [bad word] 

When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold
Everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold
Gold
Gold
Gold
Gold

Statues and amphoras are all at your hands
Water to wine and the finest of sands
When all that you have’s turnin’ stale and it’s cold
Oh, you no longer fear when your heart’s turned to gold

Who can you [bad word] 
Who can you [bad word] 

When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold
Everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold
Gold
Gold
Gold
Gold

I’m dying to feel again
Oh, anything at all
But, oh, I feel nothing, nothing, nothing,
Nothing

When everything, everything
Everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold
Everything, everything
Everything you touch turns to gold, gold
Gold
Gold
Gold
Gold