Текст песни девка без руки
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
Ей пятнадцать, зовут Настя
Учится в параллельном классе
Скромно одевается, всегда спокойная такая
Грустная
Над ней пацаны смеются и кидаются в неё мусором
Называют однорукой дурой
Потому что у неё одна рука
И она на уроках молчит всегда
И даже когда знает ответ (что бывает довольно редко)
Она поднимает руку, чтобы ответить
Но её никто не видит
Ведь она тянет свой обрубок вверх
Блин, ей фигово живётся
Девки над ней смеются
Зовут с собой в туалет, курить сигареты и колоть себе героин прям в череп
Она говорит им: "Нет."
Идет домой всегда одна
В лучах заката
В школе подрабатывает уборщицей допоздна
Слёзы капают по щекам
Хромает, ведь у неё всего одна нога
А другая деревянная, как у пирата.
She was fifteen name is Nastya
Studying in parallel class
Modestly dressed, always calm this
sad
Above it is the boys laugh and throw it in the garbage
Called one-handed fool
Because she has one arm
And she is always silent in the classroom
And even when he knows the answer ( which is rare )
She raises her hand to answer
But nobody sees it
After all, she pulls his stump up
Damn, it sucks lives
The girls laugh over it
Name with him to the toilet , smoking cigarettes and heroin straight stabbing himself in the skull
She tells them : & quot; No . & Quot;
Always goes home alone
At sunset
The school earns a cleaner late
Tears dripping down her cheeks
Lame , because it is only one leg
And other wood like a pirate.
She finally home
It's late
quietly sneaks
In his room to sleep
From the kitchen shouting : & quot; Come here , creature ! & Quot;
It freezes in horror
Slowly flowing moments , running seconds
It is like a dream comes in a smoky room
There sits her father
Drunk garbage wryly on his face
Grabs her hand and puts it on a cutting board
Gets a butcher knife huge
Cut off from her hands a piece of an inch
Under the girl's screams began to eat raw meat straight
While Nastya crawls into his room
On the linoleum stretches bloody thread
Tears flow freely on school uniforms
Wallpaper inscription blood
Cries for help, who will save her?
At night, when everyone is asleep restful sleep
In my apartment doorbell rang
I go to the door in his pajamas with ducklings
I opened the door and there stands Nastya
Hoarse breathing, whole blood izlyapannaya
From trembling hands falls knife
& quot; My God, what have you done , girl !
Of course, I live in the ghetto ,
But even here there is no such hardcore ! & Quot;
She smiles weakly
Looks at me with glassy eyes
Says that killed his father
And now I will answer for their sins
Hit me in the stomach with a knife
Damn, and because I loved it so
But always on her whinnying with boys
supported team
I fall to the floor
Krovischa flows through my ducklings
Damn , generally unpleasant
To me , of course, before firing
It's the ghetto , each
And now I do die
Now I Gough .
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