Текст песни батя быть добру руслан черный
Обновлено: 23.11.2024
Forgive me, Father, I was always bad,
And where was I before? I squeeze my hands into fists!
Dad, I finished that children's game,
Bitter in a glass, BAT, be Good!
Forgive me, Father, I was always bad,
And where was I before? I squeeze my hands into fists!
Dad, I finished that children's game,
Bitter in a glass, BAT, be Good!
Do not scold me, Father, for my tears today,
I am with you behave freely,
Before you, I know the fault, I can not atone,
You were looking for me, and I was looking for where to cut it out.
Who should be to forget about the native ?!
I was far away, but I learned to love,
It's time to score on the old grievances,
You can grumble at all, I will not give a look!
We were often separated, we rarely saw each other,
You for me, father, an example for all parents,
I know a lot of things, please forgive me,
I want to bring my soul to your heart!
I though grew up, but for you the small son,
I appreciate with you the time, because time does not hang,
Anything you want, I'll fill my nose,
Share us a little bit, I'll put it on the table!
Forgive me, Father, I was always bad,
And where was I before? I squeeze my hands into fists!
Dad, I finished that children's game,
Bitter in a glass, BAT, be Good!
Forgive me, Father, I was always bad,
And where was I before? I squeeze my hands into fists!
Dad, I finished that children's game,
Bitter in a glass, BAT, be Good!
Forgive me, Father, I was always bad,
And where was I before? I squeeze my hands into fists!
Dad, I finished that children's game,
Bitter in a glass, BAT, be Good!
Forgive me, Father, I was always bad,
And where was I before? I squeeze my hands into fists!
Dad, I finished that children's game,
Bitter in a glass, BAT, be Good!
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