svastonov - ты прости за то , что воровал,мам,обманывал - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Yes, you would see moms, and you would see, how your daughter and sons live in winter. Where do people leave? Where do boys leave? And not so, just get out of this pit. And when we shout loudly about mom, mom, and mom on the lips of the word Marka Pit. Mom sat down and raised. I think sometimes, it was better to sit I am. And you forgive my mother, I am a hooligan, but forgive me for the fact that in my head mist, and forgive me for the fact that I buried, cheated. I have not seen my mother, I did not understand. And mom Mom, I'm getting up, oh mom mom, I will become a good son, oh mom, my mom I Lalaalya. Oh Mom Mom, no foot to Avganistan.