Текст песни Ice Machine - Röyksopp
                                                Running 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                head 
                                                secretly
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                shouts 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                boys 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                factory
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                ring 
                                                you 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                telephone 
                                                silently
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                blood, 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                wine 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                darkroom 
                                                scene
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                darkroom 
                                                scene
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oooh 
                                                the 
                                                darkroom 
                                                scene
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                letter
 
                                    
                                
                                                Once 
                                                composed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Seven 
                                                years 
                                                long 
                                                and 
                                                as 
                                                tall 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                tree
 
                                    
                                
                                                Reading
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                wall
 
                                    
                                
                                                Emissions, 
                                                efficiency
 
                                    
                                
                                                Efficiency
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oooh 
                                                efficiency
 
                                    
                                
                                                Resurrect
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    a 
                                                feeling
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                my 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                    a 
                                                past 
                                                reunion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Resurrect
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    a 
                                                feeling
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                my 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                    a 
                                                past 
                                                reunion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Visions
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                    a 
                                                picture
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                the 
                                                city
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                air 
                                                we 
                                                breathe
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                air 
                                                we 
                                                breathe
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oooh 
                                                air 
                                                we 
                                                breathe
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                stood 
                                                beside 
                                                me 
                                                once 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                knew 
                                                her 
                                                face
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                met 
                                                before 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                Recalling 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                children 
                                                dancing 
                                                at 
                                                our 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                dancing 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooooh 
                                                dancing 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oooooh...
 
                                    
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