Текст песни мама я с колена встану
Обновлено: 13.11.2024
Пока мы громко кричим о мама мама
А у мамы на устах слова Омар Хайама
Мама поседела и постарела
Думаю я иногда лучше б сидел я
Yes, I would see my mom, but you would see
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How do your daughters and sons live in the winter?
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where do people go where boys go
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And it's not so easy to get us out of this hole
While we are shouting loudly about mom's mom
And my mother on the lips of the words Omar Khayama
Mom turned gray and aged
I think sometimes I'd rather be sitting,
Oh my mother's mom, I'll get up from my knee,
Oh my mother's mother will be a good son
Oh mommy, my mom will stop pricking
Oh Mom Mom Do not Kick Back to Afghanistan
And you forgive my mother I'm a drug addict,
And you forgive me for having a fog in my head
And you forgive me for stealing mom's cheating
I did not see my mother, I did not understand
Oh my mother's mom, I'll get up from my knee,
Oh my mother's mother will be a good son
Oh mommy, my mom will stop pricking
Oh Mom Mom Do not Kick Back to Afghanistan
And you forgive my mother I'm a drug addict,
And you forgive me for having a fog in my head
And you forgive me for stealing mom's cheating
I did not see my mother, I did not understand
Yes, I would see my mom, but you would see
How do your daughters and sons live in the winter?
where do people go where boys go
And it's not so easy to get us out of this hole
While we are shouting loudly about mom's mom
And my mother on the lips of the words Omar Khayama
Mom turned gray and aged
I think sometimes I'd rather be sitting
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