Текст песни Караоке Бутырка - Не плачь родная мать

Mother accompanied me, began to sob in the doorway
Bitter tears
On the path tobacco, yes Georgian gull
The old woman slipped
And he sent us a sentence for the ridge of the Ural mountains
Flicking hills
Where will I spend my youth in a black robe
Hairstyle barefoot.

Do not cry, mother, your son could not understand
Quite elementary - no need to steal
Forgive my mother, do not stop bitter tears
Years will pass and we will meet, we will be with you again.

And the days went quietly, appeared on the chest
Tattoos
Armenian lacked jaw from vitamin
Shkonochka neighbor
Snow falls from the sky, a goby burns my fingers
I'm scratching the miscalculation
I know exactly the year and day when the door will be opened to me,
I'll be back to her again.

Do not cry, mother, your son could not understand
Quite elementary - no need to steal
Forgive my mother, do not stop bitter tears
Years will pass and we will meet, we will be with you again.

Do not cry, mother, your son could not understand
Quite elementary - no need to steal
Forgive my mother, do not stop bitter tears
Years will pass and we will meet, we will be with you again.