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Пара банок пива, снаряд дешевого пойла Ракета прущего дыма и море свободы Серьезные помыслы, прущие скорости, мама с вопросами: - Куда ты дел совесть? Стань взрослым. Я в ответ молчал виновато - Посмотри на брата, разве трудно быть нормальным? Им не понять меня, не поменять меня Хотели поломать меня - им не поймать меня В чем моя вина? Думал бежать отсюда, хлопал дверями злобно - Обида-паскуда Мама била посуду и тихо плакала Молилась за меня Богу - свечи ставила
Наше оружие - неожиданность! Неожиданность и страх, страх и неожиданность - это два наших оружия! Плюс безжалостность - три наших оружия: страх, неожиданность и безжалостность! И ещё фанатичная преданность Папе - четвёртое! Наше оружие включает в себя... наше оружие включает в себя... страх, неожиданность... я сейчас!
Basta - Mom
Forgive me, Mom, for growing up too soon
For causing pain, wound after wound
Forgive me, Mom, I am guilty of many things
Forgive me for not becoming like my older brother
My life, Mom, is like a black and white movie
Everything seems fine, but there's always a "BUT"
It's not easy to understand why everything is this way
Exactly this way, and no other. What does it mean? Wish me luck, Mom!
The road calls to me, you hide your tears, Mom, I won't be back for a long time
I know, you know, Mom, I know you believe, Mom, you believed and still believe in me
And that means a lot, and when fate knocked me down
Through pain and despair, I heard a voice: "Get up, son!"
I dedicate this ballad to all mothers who give us their love
Tell me, Mom, how much is my life worth?
My life is a drama, my soul soars upwards
Tell me, Mom, how much is my life worth?
My life is a drama, my soul soars upwards
In the most difficult moments of my life, when death came very close
Stars fell from the sky like sparks, and thoughts of you, Mom, were like a ray of light
In search of an answer, in search of a path
I gather all my strength and continue to move forward
Forgive me for everything, Mom, I was guilty of many things
But everything is in the past - time cannot be turned back
I try to get up, to rise a little
But something prevents me from breaking away from the ground
I pray... Give me strength, God, to understand what worries me, who will help me
Perhaps, God, my faith is weak, but wherever I am, I remember these words
Forgive me for not saying them to you often enough: MOM, I LOVE YOU!
Tell me, Mom, how much is my life worth?
My life is a drama, my soul soars upwards
Tell me, Mom, how much is my life worth?
My life is a drama, my soul soars upwards
Пара банок пива, снаряд дешевого пойла Ракета прущего дыма и море свободы Серьезные помыслы, прущие скорости, мама с вопросами: - Куда ты дел совесть? Стань взрослым. Я в ответ молчал виновато - Посмотри на брата, разве трудно быть нормальным? Им не понять меня, не поменять меня Хотели поломать меня - им не поймать меня В чем моя вина? Думал бежать отсюда, хлопал дверями злобно - Обида-паскуда Мама била посуду и тихо плакала Молилась за меня Богу - свечи ставила