VICTORIA
(Music: D.Imshenetsky, D.Topchiy
Lyrics: A.Gornostaeva, D.Topchiy
Arranged: Royal Corvus)
I tell you story
'Bout a little girl Victoria
Who lived in house that full of misery
She has a pretty face
With lonely heart race
I feel she can't go on...
There ain't no sadder tale
I want to describe my fairy child
She isn't waiting for the plane to come
The winds are blowing high
The doors are open wide
I feel she can't go on...
Somebody raised a cry
They don't know what you are
I cannot explain
Why don't you tell us what we are
She can't go on
Now she's gone...
And day by day I tried to spare
Her feeling passing by
You'll see the line between the right and wrong
You have to cross the line
For drawing good and bad
I feel she can't go on...
Somebody raised a cry
They don't know what you are
I cannot explain
Why don't you tell us what we are
And then she's gone
Now... you won't linger on
Somebody raised a cry
They don't know what you are
I cannot explain
Why don't you tell us what we are
She will go on
Now you have to play not linger on
Somebody raised a cry
They don't know what you are
I cannot explain
Why don't you tell us what we are
I tell you story
'Bout a little girl Victoria
She wasn't waiting for plane at all
And I'm singing
Like it cannot be euphoria
And you have got your blank fate at all
