Текст песни Игорь Морозов - Генералы песчаных карьеров

I started life in urban truschebah
And the good things I have not heard.
Kogda you caressed their children,
I have asked, I was freezing.
You are seeing me, pryachte look.
After all, I'm nothing, nothing to blame.

For you threw me? For what?
Where is my focus? Where is my night?
Not you recognize my relatives,
I'm your brother, I'm a man.
Do you ever pray to their gods
And all your gods forgive you.

Kray skyscrapers and luxury villas -
From the windows has a blinding light.
Oh, if I ever gain strength -
You gave me the impression of all the answer!
Open the doors, people, I'm your brother.
After all, I'm nothing, nothing to blame.

You knew affection mothers relatives
I did not know, and only in a dream
In my childhood dreams, gold
Mother sometimes I was.
Oh, Mom, if you find -
There would not bitter my destiny.