Карандаш - Моя семья - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Be in my family too!I live only for her!

I have two fathers and four mothers: the first father is in heaven, the second is at home in Cheboksary.

The first one didn’t hear me, maybe I didn’t pray enough?Or he prayed obscenities, simply not knowing how to.

The second father is busy with everything that we are similar to with dad, the fact that he is not a saint and I am far from a gift.

A rotten apple falls from the apple tree nearby, no one bet on me, but somehow I shot.

My first mother loves me without the slightest “but”, I wouldn’t have written so much if it weren’t for my mother-Anger.

No matter what happened, in her womb I matured into who I am.Hello to the third mother of Moscow.

At the end, about the one who is dragging me by the scruff of the neck: I am here thanks to my fourth mother - Luck.

You don’t choose your family, you gave it to life, which means welcome to my world of shortcomings and qualities.

Be in my family too!I live only for her!

There are five sisters and four brothers in my family: the first sister is Brevity, the second is in Cheboksary,

The third’s name is Slut, she gives herself over completely to the lines of my notebook, her name is Muse, that’s it.

Music is the fourth sister, in her hands there is a flame, no one knows where she spends her nights and days

It’s easy to get lost in the noise of everyday life.And you know when she walks into the room, everyone goes quiet.

The fifth sister is dearer and closer, but I won’t be able to write about her, I’m sure you won’t hear.

But without her, my brothers would not have grown up: the first brother, Experience, loves his sister, Time.

My second brother is either imprisoned or free again, his name is Voice, the third twin brother is Word.

The fourth brother Hunger in my family is huge, thanks to which there will be enough new songs.

Be in my family too!I live only for her!

I have a son, and he is better than his father, while my sins grew, so did my boy.

Children are always better than their parents, and the similarities are noticeable not only in our facial features.

Yes.He will also have a family, his second father is Dvor, which is closer than me.

Maybe Sister Hatred, as it is, will be towards the one who is now reading this text to you.

And we may become cramped, I am also not a gift, just like my father by blood.

A rotten apple falls from the tree nearby, I am not a saint, and he is far from a gift.

One day it will become quiet, the music will fall silent under the time of a dirty shoe.

And all the relatives, having finished, will rush to the exit, remembering one thing: how great it was together.

But:

Be in my family too!I live only for her!