Текст песни Луперкаль и Вадяра Блюз - Будущие Мамы

If the road does not lead forward, but down
Just look back
Scratches in the past can turn into bleeding wounds

And it's time to understand
We read the past, watching the scars
Through the eyes of future fathers
Future moms look at themselves

What are you thinking about? - sacrificed to the world of style
That girl who is not so much
Demanded the world of temptation was strict

Is this life for the sake of
Parents raised him to stand in a dirty window
In a beautiful wrapper, but with a rental tag

Poured by alcohol with a lasting smell of tobacco
Less and less of those who are glad to see him
What is increasingly happening in new hands

Fools leaving those who have no means
But I would like to take for a long time and save
Fading beauty gives to those who know how
Relatively quarter for rental pay

If the road does not lead forward, but down
Just look back
Scratches in the past can turn into bleeding wounds

And it's time to understand
We read the past, watching the scars
Through the eyes of future fathers
Future moms look at themselves

What are you thinking about? - about how your future oilman
Juggling iPhones, dancing for you elbows?
Or how in the club you will meet the one who wants
To his children kissed silicone lips?

Clowns lured you from the screen
What is good, but what is bad. What is loyalty and what is lust
Not all thirst needs to be quenched
But not everyone understands it, now the results are here

Guys are hindered by a housing problem
View on prices changed values
But understand, we are in the wrong country with you
So as not to imagine how to raise children without heaps of grandmothers

In fact, the fact that many people need a family is debatable
But porn stars, we now have stars not only in porn
You were taught that legs can be bred at all in childhood
So as not to be caught in late poverty

Yes, it's stupid. And then we start to plump
After all, who needs it, yours, not one bump, past a bump?
And the tattoo has filled you in vain over the place,
Which obviously you prefer to attract men's views

While you wait for the green carpet
You will be brought to a luxurious abode
Families are built on the land of your fathers
Those who say nothing have not sold the tradition. In crowded but not mad

If the road does not lead forward, but down
Just look back
Scratches in the past can turn into bleeding wounds

And it's time to understand
We read the past, watching the scars
Through the eyes of future fathers
Future moms look at themselves