Текст песни Церковь детства - Огни

My white-winged mother is tired
Pray for a baby photo
Collect bottles to go
Among the armored personnel carriers, jump like a firebird.
And mom is tired of waiting
She doesn't live without love.
And the lights went out.
Tired of being hungry at the bench.
I'm tired of watching TV shows.
Collect for funeral
Tired, tired, tired.
And my mother was tired of waiting.
She doesn't live without love.
She did not know how, she was taught.
And the lights went out.