Текст песни Бутырка - Не надо воровать

Mother accompanied me, she began to sob bitter tears in the doorway
An old woman slipped a tobacco and a Georgian gull onto the path
And the sentence drove us, flickering hills over the ridge of the Ural Mountains
Where I am my youth, in a black robe I will spend with my hair barefoot

Do not cry, your mother could not understand your son
Quite elementary - no need to steal
Forgive my mother, do not stop bitter tears
Years pass and we will meet with you again

And the days went quietly, tattoos appeared on the chest
From lack of vitamin, jaw pulled out Armenian neighbor
A snowball falls from the sky, a bull-calf burns my fingers, I scratch at the miscalculation
I know for sure the year and day when the door will be opened for me, I will return to her again

Do not cry, your mother could not understand your son
Quite elementary - no need to steal
Forgive my mother, do not stop bitter tears
Years pass and we will meet with you again