Текст песни Менестрель - Ночной мотылек

She painted pictures
All that in a dream met.
Under the brush forest nymphs
And the angels came to life.
She flew at night
Spread your wings easily.
But she didn’t know
What was a dream that came true.
She said goodbye to the moon at dawn
In the evening I met her.
Easy to turn into a moth
I looked at the stars.
Her wind whispered in her ear
Fairy tales of the forest.
On her day it was stuffy in the house
And at night she is a princess.