Утром холодно Будет колокол Помню как брат мой Спиздил золото Кто же ты по масти Пидорас без совести На моём запястье Три синие полосы Вырос в тени Правого берега Хату с детства посли Стерегли мусора Тяжёлая поступь Раскисло ебало С цепи сорвались Ночью два наркомана
Вырос на Поволжье Дом был рядом с зоной Утром дом святили Купола церковные Место где крестили Было рядом с зоной Батя показал мне Купола церковные Батя святой а мой батя сидевший Вырос ребёнок цепями обещанный Крестами и золотом Утром воскресным холодно, утром холодно Горе в семье, брат увлёкся кетамином Ночью во сне брат полёг от кетамина Горе в семье, снова батю осудили Ночью, во сне, в хате батю завалили It's cold in the morning There will be a bell I remember how my brother Stole the gold Who are you by color? A fagot without a conscience On my wrist Three blue stripes Grew up in the shadows Right Bank Hatu has been around since childhood Guarded the garbage Heavy tread Fuck is soggy Off the chain Two drug addicts at night
Grew up in the Volga region The house was next to the zone In the morning the house was consecrated Church domes Place where they were baptized It was near the zone Dad showed me Church domes Father is a saint and my father was sitting The child who was promised in chains grew up Crosses and gold It's cold on Sunday morning, it's cold on Sunday morning Grief in the family, brother became addicted to ketamine At night, in a dream, my brother died from ketamine Grief in the family, dad was convicted again At night, in a dream, in the hut, the father was killed