Текст песни Лёха Никонов - Мама, не переживай...

Mom, don’t worry.
Everything will be all right with me.
Behind - gossip, lies.
... Mom, these are ordinary people.
Mom, I quit smoking
But he didn’t become smarter, of course,
And our city is concrete and granite,
That once I got bored
He is holding in his paws an apartment on Lenin.
... Milk, a two-liter can and a loaf ...
Where is the missing generation?
Look - nobody is outside the window.
Mom, don’t listen to other people's words.
I'm a poet and now you can’t argue
That four is not necessarily twice two.
This is a triple and a unit only.
So the main, tragic limit is decided
How to look at the poems of the open land.
Mom! I think about you every day.
Mom!
Do not!
Do not worry.