Текст песни Марианна Плотникова - сын говорит

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son says we will build today
rocket to the moon
take you still take granny
but we won't take grandfather

such a life according to the rules of the novel
in some generation already
the light does not go out and drips from the tap
this is how the plot is straightened without risk

granny buries one dog at a time
luckily grandson
who else to love
why am I in this case, a chronicler
and I do not wonder if everyday life will kill

Do I go down mom to animals
lick from the hand and fidget on the back
substituting belly
will he heal soon
breathe at your feet
who else but me

let's remember mom, we'll sit at least not together
conquer myopic on a lantern
to love people to someone is a lot of honor
for some it makes little sense, the ending is empty

no matter how you turn it is always solo on stage
crawl with a dog's heart to break into the hall
and our boy is rosy and cheerful
already flying
then flies back