Часовщики, Clockmasters Locks (Цоколь)

Locks You think you are a princess And you live in the tower With deep moat and a dragon And no one can really get you You think your heart is closed And not even the greatest burglar Can pick these massive locks But you forget the certain fact that Im getting on, Im getting on I cant wait anymore You have three locks, three iron locks But the doors made of straw I can see your red essence Through the crystals of your blue eyes I want to cut the distance Between the wish and the real life Im k