Кладбище Сердец - Проклятие Золушки - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You were beautiful, and the mother did not love you - I drove you to the maid, you hung anger in my heart, and for men at night, your body sold so that you would not run away ... After all, she always dreamed of naive, pure love and she did not lose help, accepting the help of unclean.