Текст песни Яой - Яой

And somewhere in the farthest alleys of the network,
Where did the cyberpunk hero,
Sitting sad narrow-eyed girl
And writes an infinitely beautiful yaoi.

Writes the faces of magical warriors,
Gentle sharpness of their features,
He writes bodies with precious flesh
Thin and fragrant, like cypress.

Equal columns of hieroglyphs
Cunning as macrame knots,
He writes branded graceful cruelty
A race called "anime".

You will not believe because you have not seen
Only these lines are not simple,
She paints with a fragile finger
Just on the dance floor of his tiefti.

I look at the blue alder
Cheeks of those warriors, but - oh!
Between endless bytes of brutality
Lost her strange yaoi ...
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