MTR - Брату в подарок - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

To whom is the brotherhood, to whom is friendship? And you and I have known you for a quarter of a century, you ate from one plate, drank from one mug .... Bratan I remember every minute of our friendship. Today, for your sake, all these friends and girlfriends are here, you are happy to be better in life better. And if you only ask, everyone will be blown up right there, eye behind the eye, tooth for a tooth, friendship for friendship. In the cold and in the rain, in the frost and in the heat, we will all be next to you yet we will not lie in the ground, and how it will not fall, you are in any topic. If I leave before everyone, then I will become your shadow. A bitch is a time, mercilessly over everyone, wrinkles, swings, happiness, loss. We will divide everything we can take in half, but what we will not be able to, leave generations. And you remember, they, according to the squares and Aleys, in the forests, fields, were still believed in dreams. They measured their steps, the distance to the shore, knew how to swim, but preferred to walk on the water. Where are the days when we were children? When we don’t need any fuss. Let's take a glass of more, bang good for good, let me continue. Children are more than a bro with you, a house in Poland, 2 red pars, if you can, then you will drive one. Health, happiness, good luck, suckers are richer, but how else if we are fucking in life? Thanks to your parents, for such a son, for a friend, for a comrade, just thanks. We will live beautifully, here does not solve xiva. God will give us to the end to divide with you. Thank you, thank you, for the words, for things ... After all, if not for you, then where would I be then? Okay, fucking .. you have a holiday today, Happy Birthday Brother, I hope the words are not in vain ...