Оригинальный текст песни seven – Taylor Swift [Verse 1:] Please, picture me in the trees, I hit my peak at seven Feet in the swing over the creek, I was too scared to jump in, But I, I was high in the sky With Pennsylvania under me, Are there still beautiful things? [Chorus:] Sweet tea in the summer, Cross your heart, won't tell no other And though I can't recall your face, I still got love for you. Your braids like a pattern, Love you to the Moon and to Saturn, Passed down like folk songs, The love lasts so long. [Verse 2:] And I've been meaning to tell you I think your house is haunted, Your...