Текст песни: The Collector + перевод

I’m a little butterfly

In your cruel hands soon I’ll die

It’s my destiny, I know

There’s no way for me to go

Silence is just killing me

I beg you to set me free

Two months in this vault

Can’t stay here any more

But everything’s in his will

Of this mad collector. He

Says he loves me tenderly

But his plan’s enormity

The most atrocious thing is that

People don’t know anything

They don’t know if I’m alive

Or whether I’m dead?

Mother, don’t you cry all night

Father, don’t you cry all night

There’s a fire in my soul

In your souls I burn a hole

But everything’s in his will

Of this mad collector. He

Says he loves me tenderly

But his plan’s enormity

But everything’s in his will

Of this mad collector. He

Says he loves me tenderly

But his plan’s enormity

Enormity…

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