Текст песни Тихон Новокузнецкий - Роза ветров

God help us all
To rise from beggar knees
Enlighten our way home
Lord, you are a saint! x2

You look at it all with pain
Someone is ruined by a cigarette
Someone's alcohol and drugs
The youth went not the same
I ask you God
Only you will help
To each his own to find
In this not easy way
I wish for the cities
Fart the boys
To our mothers of love
We wish from the bottom of our hearts
How many have seen us
How many suffered with us
They prayed and did not sleep nights
Worried about their children

I ask you God
Only you will help
To each his own to find
In this not easy way
Rose, Rose, Wind Rose
Beckon, beckon the boys
With voices in unison
In the cities, Mom, this is my chanson
Rose, Rose, Wind Rose
Beckon, beckon the boys
With voices in unison
In the cities, Brother, this is our chanson

Yes, I used to dream of getting on TV
Fuck it, I’m okay (...)
My first track is `` Life for Thieves ''
Scattered across the cities
For those who are in the subject, and those who are on the wave
I will boldly shout `` Brothers, A.U.E! ''
To an apron to boys, mothers with sisters of love
And to all cities
Rose, Rose, oh don't ruin me
I want to live, and my soul sings
I will give my last - boy-shirt
For people, I don't feel sorry for anything!