Текст песни Серёжа Местный - Мама прости сына мелочь погубила рано

Again, my dreams are in love, I swim in the winter
Again, wait until spring, she gives me an incentive
I shore the shore on the beautiful shore
Where the waves melt past there in the summer wear mud
Let me no longer warm these feelings
You are warmer for me, thank you Madame Art
It was so skillfully noodles very tasty
Now is the evening with feeling with the arrangement, sadness
Your orders are no more expensive than a couple of lines
Smoking kills in the dark he sculpts dots
Make coffee stronger alone tonight
I know the time heals, but I will heal for a reporter.
Chorus:
There are no incurables;
Gave shit in return
No need to blow in your ears, your wound has become a pit
Mom, forgive my son for killing a small thing early. [2x]