Текст песни Голавачков Роман a.k.a. ГраД - Мелкие обрывки памяти

Small fragments of memory that you know the phrase
From the words do not hurt and perceive tracks
They asked you saw the mountain I remembered and realized
It's been a long time listen to my story
I called his mother once her voice smoothly
He informed me that the important thing for me has always
About a familiar woman, her son Kritiny
He was a favorite of his mother only one ........
I do not know him myself, or raised with her husband
But now in her heart forever Chill
I do not understand why he needed
It was difficult to understand, it has been downloaded
But the boy decided to retire from life is beautiful
And most importantly, it is the mother warned
I called told me right now move the train
And I do not know now how to calm her down
After all, look me in the eye, it can not
He was my age, I was like
Each of us despair of his friend
After all, we live in the world by the same laws
It is very difficult to understand how a mother leave one
And it is terrible to find out that many he live
Without thinking about what will happen next
An empty house, heartbroken mother in it ......

Bitter weeping mother drown surf
Pain fact can no longer be with you
It does not return you get tired of asking God
But the cross for the sins you carry one into the abyss
Photos cause tears stifled consciousness
At the time of its death throes catch memories
Everyone wants to help her, but the help is not necessary
Only your child for life she was glad.

Kid kid does not want to play the role of villain
I wish only to face you to see his father
It helps to understand that my mother worries
There was a little younger than me, God bless your soul
They say all was, the girlfriend of a bunch of friends
To learn about you, but now they want to know where
I do not believe that you, there was not a drop of joy
I'm sorry, I just wanted to help save ..............
It is strange to guess how you chose this path
And the ache in his chest that sadness does not return
Hopefully if you guys hear those words
They do not come to mind to the lives of parents break
Remember teenager is very simple
You are responsible for themselves but sometimes it is too late
Think because many adults really seen
Do not make hasty decisions pity parents
It is not fair when a mother burying her son
Our lives are increasingly having pictures
Where is the justice in which the blessings of heaven
Replaced money and pathetic pseudo progress
People have long scored on those who love ...... and forget what they were ......

Bitter weeping mother drown surf
Pain fact can no longer be with you
It does not return you get tired of asking God
But the cross for the sins you carry one into the abyss
Photos cause tears stifled consciousness
At the time of its death throes catch memories
they all want to help her, but the help is not necessary
Only your child for life she was glad.

I am one of the people who believe in themselves
But not for those I wrote this verse
Forget to think of other benefits
Death is not the solution to understand .....