Папы.. - Я патриот своего папы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

"Our story began with you long before my appearance. I was not yet, and you were already really waiting for me. I probably waited, because they have never been waiting for anything else in my whole life. And you already loved me with all my heart, applying an ear to my mother’s stomach. I know for sure that when I first screamed something to this world, you cried with happiness. Mom told me that you stood under the windows of the hospital and shouted something to her, choking on your feelings that overwhelmed you. You waved the flowers that are with flowers that are flooded that It was impossible to transfer to the ward and sang a song that she did not hear, because the window did not open, and you know this, still continued to scream and sing. From childhood, I remember your hands holding me over the bed or how you threw me up, screaming me, screaming From fear and delight to the very sky. I always knew that you would catch me. It was you who was the most patient and attentive of all my teachers. It was you who taught me to love and recognize this world. You always knew how to take care of me, well, as you knew, as I knew, as I knew, as you knew, I tried. You know, sometimes I don't have hv Atalo you and your words. I know that you work a lot, but I know that you do it for us. Remember, the very first "first of September" in bows and with huge gladioli. On the ruler you were very proud and funny, as if you were going to first grade, not me. Remember our quarrels in senior grade? Under your gaze, I wanted to fall through the ground, but on the plaintive "just do not tell mom," you sighed and covered me. You always rejoice at my success and do everything that I would be proud of you. And I am proud of you because you know how to make my mother happy. You taught me to respect not only your life, but also the lives of others. Your lessons remained forever in my memory. You respect my choice. I remember your first gray hair on the temples. Very young eyes. I remember evrything. I remember all this daddy. My father! My dad ... He will always understand, he will always support that it would not happen. He is power, he is simply support, because he is a father! He is my guardian angel, he is my fortress. Every person needs a dad. Dad ... not a word. And you know, if they ask me "whose dad is the best in the world?", I will answer "mine!" Maybe this is not entirely true, but I am a patriot of my dad ... "