Текст песни Слава На Премия Муз Тв 2015 - Шлюха 2015

You know, I was a little mistaken;
I was 20, and 44.
Listen, get dressed, go away.
I was wrong, we are in someone else's apartment.

Chorus:
I - the night butterfly, you yourself - whore!
And what are you better? It turned into a ruin
My dreams! My dreams!

Believe it, I wanted more.
Of course, you, but not this.
You see, I've been so unhappy,
And so for a long time nothing new.

Chorus:
I - the night butterfly, you yourself - whore!
And what are you better? It turned into a ruin
My dreams! My dreams!

Leaving you, it is impossible otherwise.
We can only drink, but you will;
Only once you're my dream!
You're my dream.

Enough to dissolve their hands.
Sees God - too long endured.
Come on, get out of here!
I've had enough, I got tired of everything!

I - the night butterfly. I - the night butterfly.
You yourself - a whore!
You yourself - a whore!
You yourself - a whore!

Thank - Whore.
April, 2015.