Текст песни AKON1T - Сашеньке

Who came up with the pain? How came this word
It is the soul of us eat, come again and again
The pain of separation from the resentment many have stories
But the pain of parents when a child is sick terrible
When you're ready to pay but it is only a little
News Doctors amount and timing do not bring joy
Hold the head in his hands and seemed to go mad
Looking at the sky says: "Well, for what it is we?"

You're not familiar with? God grant that not learned!
But I ask you to look at those children's eyes
They have a spark as well, we can rekindle the flame
Let Sasha help in trouble will not leave!
Each of us will be glad to see her joyful eyes
And the pain subsides spearhead
There's bound to be counted for all of us in the sky
Do good, and it does not just come back to you!

 Do good, and it will return
Even if the sun will darken
United we dispersal of clouds
The world will be a better and kinder