Oh my god!Oh ***! Oh my *** god!Oh ***! Oh my *** god!Oh my *** god!Oh my *** god!*** put a man in jail!That's just what it is!Put a man in jail!Put a man in jail!Put a man in jail!Put a man in jail!Put a man in jail!Put a man in jail!Put a man in jail!Put a man in jail!Victoria called herShe wanted money, fame and all the gloryWhen she was younger, she didn't like historyBut she liked the mirrors in the Astoria hotelThat's just what it is!In the first year of school, everyone was in the factoryOne by one, one by one, one by oneIn a short time, there were girls on all foursThe second year, Bucharest seems smallThere's no one to take her to ParisShe doesn't want to go to school anymoreShe wants to go to school, to eat pastiesAll the time, like it's the first timeOnly the living room, what a room!The clubs are full, you know, like it's the first timeAnd then she jumps, like she's flyingVictoria is clear!Victoria!Victoria!Victoria called herIn the third year, she met HoriaMore importantly, she met FoliaAnd then she believed, like in a love story, butHer mother is not from FloridaMoney is not a problem, it comes from somewhereBut just like the wine, the same way she leavesEverything changes all of a suddenYou see, the bar is closedThe lights are off, there's no talk of ParisAnd the evil has won, the pain is indescribableThis is the sad endingShe sees everything, but it seemsLook at death, how it walks through the hospitalsShe's lying on the table, she doesn't feel, she doesn't hurtVictoria doesn't die!Victoria!Victoria!Victoria!Come here, so you can seeHere is SulinaThere is BucharestAnd over there is San Francisco, *** San Francisco, his motherWith a mouthful of matropoxI'll get to San Francisco right awayWith a mouthful of matropox