Текст песни Загадочные Ассоциации - 3

Dad mom brought a gift ,
He was very nasty, miserable enough ,
But to save the lovely child,
It should be run and do what you need.
I was born under the hood ...

Follow me follow , step by step ,
They do not know who was my brother ,
Take care of me like a rabbit ,
But I am not from a family of alcoholics ,
I was born under the hood ...

Seven months - it is not a trifle,
Seven months - a blooming poppy,
May die, born idiot
And you can be a great pilot!
I was born under the hood ...

The pilot did not, but often fly ,
And children's games do not play ,
Spit on me and tease followed ,
They do not know who my grandfather .
I was born under the hood ...