Pretty lady dies in sorrow;
She is left by heartless man.
Her arms are shaking, eyes are hollow,
And she will be dead in the end.
But now she's crying like the mad dog,
And tears are flowing from her eyes.
She sees the mist, the white and dense fog
And she cries, and cries, and cries.
She can't make her heart beat slowly
'Cause she's afraid of everything.
She forgot the time of glory,
But she remembers all her sins.
No one comes to calm her senses,
Uneasy senses of restless heart.
In her dark dream she sees faces
Suffocating in the blood.
She knew the time of innocence,
When every man was under heel.
She has seen so many good things.
But now this woman has to bleed.