Текст песни Дюша Сущенко и Ломанный Грошъ - Маленький мой

Beaten phrases, broken faces
Broken glasses of full houses
Booted hands scored doors
Hungry thoughts of perverted minds

God forbid you happiness, my little mine
God forbid you strength to stay
If you are not so bad like me
God forbid you faith in
What are you still alive.

In the fact that you are still alive.

God forbid you happiness, my little mine
God forbid you strength to stay
If you are not so bad like me
God forbid you faith in
What are you still alive.

We dance with you endless dance,
Trying to get away from bedguard
Enchanted Wanderer from the Dead House
He writes blood on the mold of the moon.

God forbid you happiness, my little mine
God forbid you strength to stay
If you are not so bad like me
God forbid you faith in
What are you still alive.

In the fact that you are still alive.

Song author, soloist - Andrei Sushchenko.