Текст песни ms. Danya - Ночная бабочка

She would wander in the wind,
Also changeable, so cold,
Grateful for every meter,
With the power to pass it.
Her bare, tired legs,
Will the dirt from the ground to collect,
And just before reaching the threshold,
She just have to wait.
Tired, bright eyes
Not in the sky unable to take a look,
And I want to believe in fairy tales,
And this tale back.
Hand tremble from the bends,
From torture dirty men
Their caresses that she was so disgusted,
They moan that barely tolerable.
He would get the keys out of his pocket,
Slightly staggered breathe,
He puts his hand wearily,
And at night the door will open.
Hide night wages,
And torn to shreds stockings
Call the older "brother"
And quietly presses the trigger.
Having had time to say a little bit:
What is life without love is not easy,
The fact that her road
From happiness quite far.
I will not walk her legs
Before midnight just walking
There are no native thresholds
Her return to wait.