Текст песни Спасибо Мама И Папа - а

In pursuit of dough, the balobolas will hurt
If Battle War, then I am alone in the warrior field,
And you do not care about the result of the selection,
If your track was not so beautifully filed.

I am seventeen my talent, young, but not sold,
And let life remind me more jokes,
But I try to convey music to brains in the blood,
While you are bed and nothing but.

In the deck a lot of cards, but there is no place for the aces,
You will make a mistake, you get frightened and run back,
I climbed into the angle, then the navigator became pussy,
So there is no place, I give you to food psam.