Lumeo - Детская боль. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

People, there is nothing interesting in me, since childhood, I grew up a mediocrity, without a father, a half -blood with a cross. I have not been a child prodigy, but still the hope has not disappeared to become, in the distant future, somewhere there.

Mom, don’t cry, I am a boor, who came out of the mind, send everyone on .. Previously, I thought that the lyrics are feces, a wotafak, but now I would write this in high. Because of the teacher’s earlier voice .. They thought that I smoke, you imagine, here are the creatures, the mothers of the best friends of their kids were trying to keep on me further, why I do not know, but I know that it is still deep down somewhere The same insult with pain, but now fuck my friends have found new friends, alas, you made your choice. Yakubovsky, Khandogin, Didenko, a list of fagots, the same that they threw me but now fuck me, fuck me your mothers, friends of childhood, do you want or do not believe, do you have not brothers for a long time, do you want to give pussy for me for these words? Perhaps I will refuse, because it will be a pity for your cute muzzles to break, children. I believe in God, he hope to smile at me, it will become warm in my soul, instead of clouds with rain, there will be a sun, it will be so hot that everyone will begin to burn in the fire . Fuck da Shit, whether to continue to read, or not, to solve only to me, not for you.

He promised to write to the listeners once a week, but I will tell you, I didn’t just touch this text. And so, the new track, good sound, the text is beautiful, as for me, your opinion, it is already not important for me, and you should not give advice? I will control myself

06.24.15

This situation. Behind my smile, the offense of childhood is hidden, why did you abandon us? Tell us the father, but now I grew up, has become smarter, closed his eyes to a sad childhood without a father, every evening, sitting on his knees, imposing a cross on himself, I pray for children that they live without a father so that they do not know the words. , loneliness, only knew the word mother, love and did not leave their childhood soul, that's all, all that I wanted to tell you all, so far ..