Текст песни угроза рассвета - дама переулка

In a dark night, which goes without end
I meet again lady alley
very hurt to watch her eyes
Speaking to myself, that she is a prostitute

Cute dress and beaten face,
In the past, bad weather plunged her.
However, now, the pride of removing, I enter her door.

creak, breakthrough and smell bodies
It has something that I wanted
flour streets and good
in the brilliance of a slim face

so passed the cherished hour
With a conversation about suffering.
I think now about us
Binding on a date.

Text: Vadim Vlasov