Lyrics Михаил Михайлов - Мама, очень хочется жить...

Inhumans shoot our children
God, protect them there soon.
God tell us how to go on living
How can we atone for our sins?

Baby moans are heard from heaven
The mountains and rivers and the forest cry ...
Blood on bouquets of white roses
And we must all crucified Christ ....

MOM, VERY WANTS TO DRINK ...
MOM, VERY WANTS TO LIVE ..
MOM ... QUIET CHILDREN'S VOICES ...
DON'T DRINK THEIR MOTHER OF Tears ...
DON'T DRINK THEIR MOTHER OF Tears ...

Lord God calm them
Grant them, innocent, eternal rest.
Take the bright souls to yourself
And for the rest of us, God forgive us!

Baby moans are heard from heaven
The mountains and rivers and the forest cry ...
There is no blacker sheet in the calendar-
In Beslan they crucified Christ ...

MOM, VERY WANTS TO DRINK ...
MOM, VERY WANTS TO LIVE ...
MOM ... QUIET CHILDREN'S VOICES ...
DON'T DRINK THEIR MOTHER OF Tears ...
DON'T DRINK THEIR MOTHER OF Tears ...

This is rattling alien boots
This is heard by alien voices.
These will not tell the boy: "Run!",
They don't care about girly tears ...

Baby moans are heard from heaven
Mountains and rivers, and the forest cry ...
There is no blacker sheet in the calendar-
In Beslan they crucified Christ ...

MOM, VERY WANTS TO DRINK ...
MOM, VERY WANTS TO LIVE ...
MOM ... QUIET CHILDREN'S VOICES ...
DON'T DRINK THEIR MOTHER OF Tears ...

MOM, VERY WANTS TO DRINK ...
MOM, VERY WANTS TO LIVE ...
MOM ... QUIET CHILDREN'S VOICES ...
DON'T DRINK THEIR MOTHER OF Tears ...
DON'T DRINK THEIR MOTHER OF Tears ...

MUM..............