Текст песни М.Шуфутинский - Ночная бабочка

You serve as a table decoration
You are served like fish for beer
Anyone who paid has all rights
And now the night butterfly lead

Do you remember school the first kiss
I cut your name in the park
I wrote poems to you and met on the corner
What will happen next I did not know then

Putana Putana Putana Butterfly
But who is to blame
Putana Putana Putana
Hotel lights burn so alluringly

And then it started spinning
Me to afghan you to the currency bar
Dushman shot me and you are your divine gift
Changed to a night craft

Putana Putana Putana
Butterfly but who is to blame?
Putana Putana Putana
Hotel lights burn so alluringly

How sad to know
What we do not be together
Or maybe just save money
And come to you and buy your night
But how then can we continue to live

Now you're table decoration
And your thousands have a toilet
Anyone who paid has all rights
It makes no sense to meet you alone

Putana Putana Putana
Butterfly but who is to blame?
Putana Putana Putana
Hotel lights burn so alluringly

Putana Putana Putana
Butterfly but who is to blame?
Putana Putana Putana
Hotel lights burn so alluringly

Putana Putana Putana
Butterfly but who is to blame?
Through the lacerations of the mist
Hotel lights burn so alluringly