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White Robe – t.A.T.u.

t.A.T.u.

White Robe lyrics

Language
Russian
Level
Intermediate
Released
2008
Genre
Russian Pop, Dance
Length
3:15
  1. Feeling ugly, looking pretty

  2. Yellow ribbons, black graffiti

  3. Word is written, bone is broken

  4. No big secret left unspoken

  5. Sun is painted in the corner

  6. But it's never getting warmer

  7. All the lies they keep on selling

  8. But you never check the spelling

  1. Flying bullets

  2. Hit the targets

  3. Wings and halos

  4. Five to seven

  5. In this white robe

  6. Through the darkness

  7. Paragliding

  8. Back to heaven

  9. Flying bullets

  10. Hit the targets

  11. Wings and halos

  12. Five to seven

  13. In this white robe

  14. Through the darkness

  15. Paragliding

  16. Back to heaven

  17. Time is running, we are sitting

  18. Back together, just for splitting

  19. You are crying in the corner

  20. Always next and never former

  21. Open up and let me hear it

  22. Former body, future spirit

  23. Brain is useless, chair is rocking

  24. Open doors for dead man walking

  25. Flying bullets

  26. Hit the targets

  27. Wings and halos

  28. Five to seven

  29. In this white robe

  30. Through the darkness

  31. Paragliding

  32. Back to heaven

  33. Flying bullets

  34. Hit the targets

  35. Wings and halos

  36. Five to seven

  37. In this white robe

  38. Through the darkness

  39. Paragliding

  40. Back to heaven

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About this song

t.A.T.u. is a Russian pop duo. It is best known internationally for the 2002 hit single “All the Things She Said” and the controversy surrounding its music video.

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White Robe

Feeling ugly, looking pretty

Yellow ribbons, black graffiti

Word is written, bone is broken

No big secret left unspoken

Sun is painted in the corner

But it's never getting warmer

All the lies they keep on selling

But you never check the spelling

Flying bullets

Hit the targets

Wings and halos

Five to seven

In this white robe

Through the darkness

Paragliding

Back to heaven

Flying bullets

Hit the targets

Wings and halos

Five to seven

In this white robe

Through the darkness

Paragliding

Back to heaven

Time is running, we are sitting

Back together, just for splitting

You are crying in the corner

Always next and never former

Open up and let me hear it

Former body, future spirit

Brain is useless, chair is rocking

Open doors for dead man walking

Flying bullets

Hit the targets

Wings and halos

Five to seven

In this white robe

Through the darkness

Paragliding

Back to heaven

Flying bullets

Hit the targets

Wings and halos

Five to seven

In this white robe

Through the darkness

Paragliding

Back to heaven