Текст песни Михаил Круг - По-Щенячьи И По-Волчьи...

Mom - Mom, I'm sorry I ruined myself ,
His youth threw his feet ,
I like you as a child of puppy love ,
And the old age of the wolf threw .
Where are you , my mother now? Write , answer ,
Before you even though I now repent :
Flies ineptly dissolute life
I do not live in the world , and toil ...

You gave birth to me , and the fallen star
In the camps, where freedom does not know .
I am the star , but I think , in vain ,
These many, many years .
I will go out , and will not be you,
And then , with an integral power
As a puppy , as a child , he pulls me
For your Mom, overgrown grave.