Текст песни Павел Гапоненко - Наколочка

All bros, I swear mom's head,
Beloved torso, turn into a Hermitage
The famous master scribbles with a needle all year round,
Creates criminal outrageous love.

Note on the chest: - "I will not forget my mother"
With a virgin baby, he is forever a "child of prison"
- "Comrade Stalin" - this inscription is fatal
Brought under my heart a friend from a distant kalyma

Chorus:
If a pillow
In the morning, if a stack
And the thief’s soul
look Do not worry

That cross to someone, then a rose
The needle creaks
Tattoo
Sleeping on my chest

Bee ruthless machine behind
Slides on the skin, inspiring the right ball
Local artist tireless hand
He kindly created a fashionable tattoo

The tattoo is not a piercing, but it’s a good start,
I will accept suffering, as in the past Prometheus.
Though my mortal body radiated,
But you're dear to the glass a little bit more