Текст песни Даниил Пухов - Лопата

When I was born
My first word was
Nemama, titya or dad
That word was "shovel"

"Shovel" - a parasite of times
He settled in the past
And hiding in my thoughts awaits
When is his turn

On my tenth birthday
Beyond the deer sweater
I was proudly presented
Gift wrapped SHE

Not so many years have passed
There is no benefit from the certificates
Not even with honors
But I'm an experienced undertaker

I've seen so much in my life
That he stopped believing in God
And there is no Santa Claus
I buried him on Wednesday

"Shovel" - celebrates the times
He will destroy everything on earth
And I would tie my life to the pelvis
Perhaps I would be a diver