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