Lyrics Доля воровская - говорят, что роза любит воду

at night I was born under the fence
thieves christened me a thief
mother called a novel
ah mom jan
and now I'm high on the plan
mother called a novel
ah mom jan
and since then I am called a drug addict

I was born a Caucasian boy
my homeland narynkala
found himself in Siberian camps
ah mom jan
the first time I got into the zone

found himself in Siberian camps
ah mom jan
the first time I got into a cage

who does not know the thief's share
there are many types on her verse
that's why I sing this song
ah mom jan
there is no more song in miles

that's why I sing this song
ah mom jan
there is no more song in a mile of a beat

they say that the rose loves water
they say that a thief loves freedom
no one understands the life of a thief
ah mom jan
suffers in cold camps

no one understands the life of a thief
ah mom jan
and who understood in the camps suffers

i sing and let people know
that thieves are not put in a cage
and I am writing to you my dear
ah mom jan
this is the share of thieves

and I am writing to you my dear
ah mom jan
this is the share of thieves

the company fell asleep, everyone fell asleep
only I can't sleep alone
all day I remember you
ah mom jan
my good love

I remember you all day
ah mom jan
my good love