Текст песни Billy's Band - За ее окном

Outside, it boarded
Rain comes in the morning, and the sky in shreds.
Birds fly ellipsis
In the future the city.

Head bowed my Cinderella,
Maybe go out of town,
Dirt around all four sides,
Ravens yes longing.

Anything can be better somewhere,
Things will get even friends, enemies,
As the crow all rastaschat for its young,
Shame and trash, dust and disgrace.

Maybe someone and that's enough of the sellers,
Who are the disabled and widows of heart,
On Monday morning, you will not find all,
No friends, no traces.

Who will awaken to a new life of me
autumn cold sober me?
Just behind him call me
Or one to be forever?