Текст песни Михаил Круг - По-щенячьи и по-волчьи

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  Mom, Mom, I'm sorry - I ruined myself,
       Gm A7 Dm
  His youth threw his feet.
           Dm G C
  I, as a child, you are puppy love,
          Dm E Am
  And in old age wolf he scored.

Where are you, my mother now: write - answer me,
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 overgrown grave.

As a puppy, as a child, he pulls me
For your overgrown grave.