Текст песни Бутырка - Не плачь родная мать

I accompanied her mother ,
beginning to sob at the door
bitter tears
On track snuff ,
Yes Georgian tea old woman slipped
And we took the verdict
for ridge of the Ural mountains, hills flickering
Where am I my youth
in a black robe spend hairdo bosoyu

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

And they went quietly days
appeared on the chest tatuirovochki
From a lack of vitamin
took jaw Armenian,
neighbor on shkonochke
Snow falls from the sky ,
my fingers burn goby ,
I scratch my miscalculation
Know exactly a year and a day ,
when I open the door ,
I 'll come back to it again

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