Текст песни Jane Air - Дочь Мясника и Рубиновые Обрезы

Where there is always the rain, night runs
Poor closed windows
On a wet road she sits
On her hands is not enough fingers
Lantern light falls from above, barely touching her face
She is beautiful, like an angel
The daughter of the butcher, the station with me

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na

Kiss tastefully gore
Or maybe the whole thing is really in love?
Hackneyed phrases and clenched teeth
When his killer smile
Your future baby I'll give
A little rain and a little street
The daughter of the butcher, the station with me

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na

Ruby sawed-off shotguns shoot accurately
Ripping my baby
Ruby sawed-off shotguns shoot accurately
Ripping my baby

Beng, beng, beng