Cinderella for her twentieth birthday
Is the prettiest child
Her handsome lover, Prince Charming
Takes her on his white horse
She forgets time
In this silver palace
So as not to see that a new day is dawning
She closes her eyes and in her dreams
She leaves, nice little story
She's leaving, nice little story
Cinderella for her thirtieth birthday
Is the saddest mother
Prince Charming has left the camp
With Sleeping Beauty
She saw a hundred white horses
Far from her taking her children
She starts drinking
Hanging out in bars
Wrapped up e in her blues
Now she's on the sidewalk
She's leaving, nice little story
She's leaving, nice little story
Ten years of this life were enough
For the change into a junkie
And in an infinite sleep
Cinderella sees her life end
The lights dance
In the ambulance
But she kills her last Your luck
It doesn't matter anymore
She leaves
End of the story
Our father who are so old
Have you really done your best
For on earth and in heaven
Your angels do not like to become old