[Verse 1] There was a girl beneath the streetlight, one summer somewhere long ago, she laughed as if the world was waiting, and he was far too young to know. He never held her long enough for ordinary days to start, so time preserved her like a painting in the private gallery of his heart. [Pre-Chorus] And every woman who comes after walks into a room already full… [Chorus] Oh, Nastenka… You never had the chance to disappoint. You never woke with tangled hair or asked him to make a choice. Oh, Nastenka… Forever dancing in the light, an unfinished little love story that became his perfect life. [Verse 2] The years went by, the world kept turning, real women came with hearts and names, with laughter, longing, tears and questions, and far too human little flames. But none of them could ever be the dream he carefully designed... for how can flesh and blood compete with someone living only in the mind? [Pre-Chorus] And every woman who comes after walks into a room already full… [Chorus] Oh, Nastenka… You never had the chance to disappoint. You never woke with tangled hair or asked him to make a choice. Oh, Nastenka… Forever dancing in the light, an unfinished little love story that became his perfect life. [Bridge] Perhaps that was the secret, my dear… You were never meant to stay. You became perfect because you went away. And somewhere, some poor woman is still wondering why she can never compete… with a ghost. [Final Chorus] Oh, Nastenka… Raise your glass to all the dreams, to all the loves we never finished and the things that might have been. Oh, Nastenka… Here’s to every lonely man still falling in love with a memory that no living woman can… ever understand. [Outro] To Nastenka… The woman who never had to be real to become unforgettable...
