Little girl,little girl why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul your heart is dying?
Little one,little one your is purging
Of love and razor blades your blood is surging

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go

Little girl,little girl your life is calling
The charlatans and saints the sky is falling
The lifeboat of deception is now sailing
In the wake all the way no rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason

Little girl,little girl you dirty liar
You're just a junkie preaching to the choir

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go

The traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway
You're walking with blisters and running with shears, So unholy
Sister of grace!

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home

____________

Девочка, маленькая девочка,
Почему ты плачешь?
В твоей беспокойной душе умирает отвага
Девочка, маленькая девочка,
Твоя душа освобождается
От любви и лезвий,
Твоя кровь хлещет

Убегай!
Прочь от реки в город
Взгляни на свое отражение в сточной канаве -
Ты помеха для армии спасения.
Нет места милее, чем дом,
Если тебе некуда идти.

Девочка, маленькая девочка,
Тебе звонят
Шарлатаны и святые твоей оставленной жизни
Девочка, маленькая девочка,
Небо рушится
И обман не спасет тебя - это шлюпка уже уплыла.
В сознании по ходу
Нет ни складу ни ладу,
Твои воспаленные глаза выдадут
Твою предательскую cуть.
Девочка, маленькая девочка,
Ты грязная обманщица,
Ты просто наркоманка,
Без конца убеждающая всех в том, что все уже и так давно знают...

Убегай!
К своему потерянному спокойствию,
Взгляни на свое отражение в сточной канаве -
Ты помеха для отбросов человечества.
Нет места милее, чем дом,
Если тебе некуда идти

Следы крови
Цепко следуют за тобой,
Как слезы и размазанная тушь
С самого твоего побега.
Ты идешь с разодранными ногами
И в порезах:
Как порочно!
Сестра милосердия...

Убегай!
Прочь от реки в город
И узри свое лицо в сточной канаве.
Ты помеха для армии спасения.
Нет места, милее, чем дом,
Если тебе некуда идти...

Little girl,little girl why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul your heart is dying?
Little one,little one your is purging
Of love and razor blades your blood is a surging

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go

Little girl,little girl your life is calling
The charlatans and saints the sky is falling
The lifeboat of deception is now sailing
In the wake all the way no rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason

Little girl,little girl you dirty liar
You're just a junkie preaching to the choir

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go

The traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway
You're walking with blisters and running with shears, So unholy
Sister of grace!

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home

____________

Girl, little girl,
Why are you crying?
In your restless soul dies courage
Girl, little girl,
Your soul is freed
Of love and razor blades
Your blood gushing

Run!
Away from the river to the city
Look at your reflection in the gutter -
You are a hindrance to the salvation army.
There is no place sweeter than home,
If you have nowhere to go.

Girl, little girl,
You call
The charlatans and saints of your abandoned life
Girl, little girl,
The sky is falling
And deception will not save you, that boat has sailed.
In the minds on the go
Neither the warehouse nor fret,
Your bloodshot eyes will give
Your treacherous nature.
Girl, little girl,
You're a dirty liar,
You're just a drug addict
No end of convincing everyone that everyone already know...

Run!
To your lost tranquility,
Look at your reflection in the gutter -
You're a liability to the scum of humanity.
There is no place sweeter than home,
If you have nowhere to go

Traces of blood
Tenaciously follow you,
As the tears and smeared mascara
Since your escape.
You're coming with open legs
And cut:
How wrong!
Sister of mercy...

Run!
Away from the river to the city
And behold your face in the gutter.
You are a hindrance to the salvation army.
There is no place sweeter than home,
If you have nowhere to go...