Текст песни уля - Дедский дом

And perhaps this world has gone crazy and sick of breathing this air in the morning. The cold wind counts equestrians, I am here alone like a lonely dog ​​homeless. And it’s just that there is no place in the family and my mother’s name is simply not known. What is happiness? It’s all that is said for the fact of longing for hunger and so that later you can hear it burn in hell. You don’t even know how I can be here alone. You live in koboks from spring to spring. And I still have black and white dreams. And there are many of us here with a dog rock. With pain in the soul and bitter with longing in the eyes, and we also want to know the word son. Until our hearts finally cool.
So far, my rainbow has been living behind the clouds for five years; four walls have not chosen the solution themselves; one desire not to see these faces is afraid of the heart and at night the house only dreams. Here hunger was prescribed, I do not care for the time of year, I am the son of the country, and someone’s continuation of the family, understand that we are only limited by age and it’s too late to make a choice for us. What the word mom is just the face of a screen maybe a country forgive me for growing up early. I appeal to the powerful worlds in all eyes, see if there is power to replace my father. I’ll take it all just a step to continue our workdays. We’ll put a memory in place for the children. I won’t forget. God give us strength. We are the same people. You can influence our destinies.
And this is what I am to blame for all of you that I am and that my mother also does not need me. God only knows why I'm here. Forgive me for wanting to live and eat. And we don’t have to promise us for the tenth time, we don’t believe it is not one of you how many saints you were here for extradition officials have arrived, wait for the election soon. Then again shout loudly to the stribun in hopes of the sound of torn strings merged. And still empty rooms are torn souls and you imagine that your child has become unnecessary. And so the years pass and we, as before, look out of the windows in our hearts hope. That one of you suddenly opens your eyes and you just bring comfort to our house.