Текст песни Одержимый - Молитва

I read his prayer slowly forgetting about you
And you constantly rub that life is bad
Imagine the lives of children that live in det.doma
They dream of rodyatelyah any quirks
Remember our dreams, they break us
Machinery, armor, money - the "upper class"
These children do not like a lot
Only a mother's love, not koniteli

2 You just imagine her life without mom and dad
Many will answer "Ha, make haste, I'm not a slave"

2 To begin to appreciate, you have to lose
We need to respect and take care of his father's mother
After all, the health of the parents is a holy
Do not let the mother burst into tears

I read his prayer slowly,
And for you kids often remember
I want everyone to find his mother
Which will tell you, "No one will leave"

No one will give you only my
Boy obimet answering I no stranger
The new mother runs a tear on the cheek
She sentementalna wow

Son learns about it after a couple of years
And while there is for it, just in the tracks
He grow up and be grateful to her
For the fact that she met him in the hall
Since he is no longer alone
In his young life he went a new round

I never allow maternal tears
If you will buy a hundred roses

2 To begin to appreciate, you have to lose
We need to respect and take care of his father's mother
After all, the health of the parents is a holy
Do not let the mother burst into tears