Оригинален текст
She had the face and the body of a child,
but didnt have the chance to smile,
happiness didnt exist,
oppotunities they have been missed,
the broken home she comes from scarse her lonely life.
Situations lead to destinations,
the life style thats so vile,
that no one wants to live.
Little girl sitting in the corner,
little girl full of torture,
little girl lives from pain,
little girl you will make it through the rain.