Текст песни КиряБан — Gisele

Whats the matter pretty girl?
What suffering killed the sparkle in your eyes.
You used to walk down the street
Followed by your lucky star
Now, don´t know what´s up with you,
Can´t figure what made
Your lips become as cold as ice
Incapable to draw a smile
The expression of that face that
Long ago dazzled anyone who dared to gaze
Now is broken
And you are being consumed inside your own hell
And I dont understand why
You don´t want me to give you my hand
…maybe a hug…
Still remember when you were happy
And your eyes were not lost,

When you Gisele, pretty girl,
Had self-respect and knew
What you wanted,
Everything was perfect.
But now youre walking on the tightrope
You´ve reached the limit of your own destruction
And you know it…
Make up your mind! Take a new turn or
Let yourself be drawn into the end…
Hey Gisele!
I don´t want you to stay good-bye.
Hey Gisele! Tell me why…