Текст песни 9-й район - Бегом из детства

Followed with the birth of our mom dad
Do not allow anything over us tremble.
We are not on the shelves of toy stores!
Do not do this, eat more, and we are hurt!
They behave like little children,
Behind them keep an eye, believe me.
The day tired and namuchalas us
And our tears wipe sleeves.

Yes, we are small, we are big
We do not believe in miracles, just young
we run from the childhood, we are running out
Oh poor means, oh poor ...

And tomorrow morning again from the beginning
Wake up, get up, tuck the blanket.
In the kitchen, the whole family will nestle up against the wall,
And we do not like to mess with the foam plate.
And grandmother in the kitchen need help
And my grandfather read poems is not difficult,
And to grow up a little bit, a little,
to the childhood memory of his parents remained.

Yes, we are small, we are big
We do not believe in miracles, just young
we run from the childhood, we are running out
Oh poor means, oh poor ...