Текст песни Владимир Бочаров - Отпусти, маманя

Voronoi taking the bridle
I'll go for a walk and feast
Let go of mother do not keep
Give darling son show

Your son will be out in the open
Whistles from the bottom of my heart
At home he could not sit any more
Falcon in captivity do not keep

Beware of the girl, poppies color
Thunderstorm has already come to you
Yes, you can not resist, no
Only once, looking him in the eye

Free breeze on the head
Shit drunk away from the shoulder
But where will you go, dear?
If I fall in love accidentally

I do not need to take the strength of my mother
Yes, God did not deprive the mind
Let go of mother to walk
But somehow the white light is not nice to me.