Текст песни Ольга Пинигина - Песня об отце

And he gone just like lived -
Without repentance, without a cross.
Whether all the case completed
That is just sinful tired.

Young was the fun of the people
The fact that a drink was not a fool.
To take the people in turnover,
Yes, he considered: and that life is income!

Lilac in front of the house spread the paws.
And I still boldly called him: Dad.

Sucheril, while Silen was strong
Yes, the plans played in his hands.
But more and more often it is full
An evil green sniped closed.

Time methoil silver,
But scarecrow - so, not seriously.
Hop burned out the fire of Nutro
An angry to the heart of its prick.

The house hid the windows in lilac paws,
And I was scary to call him: Dad.

And already old man, not a young
Deployed himself.
Whether believed - far from the end,
Whether he knew that for the last time.

... And he gone just like lived -
Without repentance, without a cross.
Whether all the case completed
That is just sinful tired.

No house in fluffy lilac paws.
But what I want to call it: dad!