Текст песни DIK - За детство

all who hear all greetings
Frankly yes same and could not imagine that in a few years
I'm on stage under the night minus wrote verse
the maximum that was expecting to write at night

buduyuschim in the trash all who remember the kid salam
all who are in the theme of street dvizhuha
everyone who reached out a hand to a friend and not traded on a bough
those who instead of what would be silent saying everything out loud

the neighbors that I remember the kid
playing ball in the yard
thank you for not firing when I left my mother at night
and many thanks to you and Mom

Who would I be without you
without friends, without a kid that you do not change on whores
without their parents and the people left
no romance streets and night lights

without padikov and unfamiliar doors
without vpisonov and parties close friends
without night pokatushek no smiles from ear to ear
without much of which is not currently among my things

no one with whom lost a couple of nights
day and night, without closing the eyes
We are looking at the stars the night with her
and this track is another of the most crazy of my ideas
but all that is still in my head

and it is grateful to this city and life in it
I remember from the cops we're together
I remember how many times gone through at least knew that playing with fire
thanks for this court childhood

everyone who lives in it, I do not remember all! Only the most native
Thank you very much for all of Jean, Nastya, Dima, grha
Thanks and school mates
Victor, Sasha, Bogdan, waving, rolling, shura, Arina.

Well so that's on my mind a picture
Well, it is good that all my life for any other far raspberries
it shit Cart those who know they will understand
about any punctures here weave

I started writing at age 11
I remember the first time I handle paper and turned off the light
in my head a lot of words but do not know how to tie
Thank you mom and dad that taught to think and read

Yes, all these lines were written from the heart to the soul kilogram
I do not change the text on the pennies
rushing me to speak in front of people
that on the same topic with my poems

who come here and shake their heads
and catch Respect of boys from the same areas
more and more in a notebook phone
and I would not trade my old samsung in the era of iPhones

as well as I would not trade my old friends
who on the same topic Respect get connected quickly
night caught a glimpse faster and faster
I am for the society of normal people

although I admit there were many of those who turned my life
there were moments when I bent and sag
I look at it with a sense of sadness today
that he could not return and could not help when they cried

when I am throwing and did not understand all the charm of a kid friendly
but this is my life, my wound
and you do not need such a true value is what you have on hand
believe their time will come and you will understand who went for you

but not much not to get carried away with his play
you're not the only one among the crowd
but everyone has their horizons and their ways
try to go over them and if spotykayutsya foot of the rapids
Why such expensive in Russia and even the gods will help you not to go
 
parents gave birth to and raised area
and here's this kid I became
school has the knowledge and experience of the street
and passing in the entryway of the native walls can hear someone's shopat

and passing through the corridors of native
I look to sit there with a friend for one desk
and it is a pity that not everyone with me now
but right now I'm 15 and so in the 10th grade
but still I try to stand out like the one in the gray mass