Текст песни Мюзикл ШАХМАТЫ - Александр Бобров - Как же мне жаль

Like lonely
There was that boy
Thrilling warmth,
Nine-year unhwashed
Knight of his dreams.
How he won the future eager
From parents,
Eternally screaming, screaming,
Your youthful impulse.
He did not ask them to give him advice -
Suddenly they will say "no"?
How sorry for me is the boy,
Who knew in advance
That he is not immediately in this life
Place your will find.
He so wished to understand, isn't he
There was a cause of parental
Quarrels and tears.
This direct question
So he never asked him, -
Suddenly they will say "yes"?
Silent Father's Father's Care
Just aggravated my quirks,
I only had twelve
When he went away
I was not saddened, neither angry.
I believed that Father's flight
With the mother we will get closer.
Just hardly he disappeared
My mother
It became not at all before me -
And she has since never
Not passed so that again
New man did not stay spending the night!
I am from the fate of my capricious
Did not expect goodness.
I chose the way - and the meaning of life
I got my game!
Yes, I reached the heights of the Great
But about these victories native mother
Most could not know.
There is no need to know what to achieve
Non-sick!
I did not want to be this life
Written off from accounts -
Can achieve any total
If you pay ready.
How can I pity that mother that son
Lost Foren
In the confusion of days
And I would call her
If I was sure it was not all a hundred,
What she will ask "Who?"