Terra - Мертвый Счетчик
текст песни

Mom, dad, this is to you ...

Eight, seven - these numbers in memory
Remain bright for my mother
Mom, you gave birth to me like that
Thank you, mom, I'm your son forever
Mom, I often remember how it was
And our lives were not invented by the motive
Yekaterinburg, hometown
I remember when the prickly cold beat on the cheeks
I remember your tears, mom, everything is to one
I vaguely remember that your fight with my father in the living room
I remember broken vases, glasses, doors
And you were lying on the floor after all tantrums ...
And then I was 5 years old and I just cried
And I never understood why fights in the family
He got drunk again and you forgave again
Until I reached the final scandal.
I remember your second clinical death for sure
Then I thought in a panic that it's over
And he just then threw me into the sideboard
Through the veil saw how he choked my mother
Then I remember the silence, quieter than in the coffin
Then the divorce, relatives cried in the corner.
My five at school turned into deuces sharply
And instead of the blue sky, I only saw pain

Only a dead counter remembers my wounds
Only a dead counter remembers you, mom
Only a dead counter remembers dad
Remembers relatives and everything that was once

Only a dead counter remembers my wounds
Only a dead counter remembers you, mom
Only a dead counter remembers dad
Remembers relatives and everything that was once

When we lived in the Crimea, I only remember excerpts
I remember you worked in the market
And you alone fed me and my granny
I often remembered that night from our screams deaf
I do not remember either the 93rd, or the 4th
When you left for Moscow, you kind of for a short time
Then my father secretly took me to Ukraine
Said - just to visit, but it turned out - steal
And we definitely have nowhere to go from fate
How did it happen that I became the son of a foreigner?
The same my favorite year is 95th
When the American asked if I could call him dad ...
I remember, mothers, your happy eyes
The last time you were so happy then ...
Then goodbye my school, goodbye friends
Now my fate is Moscow, yes
I grew up, my voice became more calm
The family is satisfied, the son is studying at school
A few years later I change school again
Goodbye friends, goodbye all my friends!
The heart is clogged by boredom in the new city of the bottomless
Here is wildness, dirt, but I reconciled with a new house
Another school and this is to the end
Mom is with me, but I am again without father

Only a dead counter remembers my wounds
Only a dead counter remembers you, mom
Only a dead counter remembers dad
Remembers relatives and everything that was once

Only a dead counter remembers my wounds
Only a dead counter remembers you, mom
Only a dead counter remembers dad
Remembers relatives and everything that was once

I remember with tears in my eyes
Family crisis, in debt as in silk
All because the company where dad Roger worked
The monopolist with a satisfied mug bought
And here's a difficult time, father without work
In Russia, it is difficult for a foreigner to find something
And now how many years in a row father in the USA
Plows for us, and, apparently, there is no end to this ..
Dad, I am grateful to you with all my heart
You showed me love, you gave me childhood
But sometimes I need you so much. Where are you, dad?
Your son needs a male council. Where are you, dad?
When these problems are superimposed, dad
Then I miss and remember your “Fuck You!”
And I smile and imagine that once
We will be together with the whole family. I miss dad.

And a dead counter is knocking in my chest
And he writes everything, and my nights
And only God sees, how difficult it is for me
Therefore, I put on a bastard mask ....

Only a dead counter remembers my wounds
Only a dead counter remembers you, mom
Only a dead counter remembers dad
Remembers relatives and everything that was once

Only a dead counter remembers my wounds
Only a dead counter remembers you, mom
Only a dead counter remembers dad
Remembers relatives and everything that was once