Бригадир - жизнь
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Taken from where the minus I don't remember for you
I downloaded him from the Internet, the rest is from me
All words, all thoughts, my reasoning
They have been living in their heads for a long time
I can only pray to God about the health of relatives
About the well -being of friends, about happy moments
Which are rare, but not about that now I read
And I dream that life is easier
After all, bad deeds cannot be counted
But good and not to remember
I can only pray to God about one thing
About the world around the world, about the world without war
About a world where life is happier
Where do not break under the soldiers mines
Partings do not whistle past the ear
Where every child is happy from birth
Everyone has a mother, I did not leave the house in the children
There is a father who did not go to his wife's wife
Does not loop does not sit and honor all the laws
To his wife is kind, respects and loves
It does not offend when it does not hit
Gifts gives, not every truth holiday
But to make pleasant and prayers to God
About the health and well -being of your family
That at the moment he is not alone
Does not rot alive from drugs, or alcohol
that his share did not fall for a living
because he does not have the willpower
and willpower is as it is with his heart
in which favorite moments have been preserved
my life, no crazy
I know what I'm talking about, you listen to the end
Only about that I pray
To know the father of a son or daughter
So that he could help them
in difficult moments of life, or they
It depends on how it was currently
No, I do not say anything in my life
And even more so in Russia in which life is not easy
and not heavy, they have not seen a piece of sausage before
And now the shelves are littered, but not only to her
Chips, flakes, wine, meat
In the forties, it did not even smell of them
And we now complain that there is nothing hard to live
After all, this is not true
And you must be ashamed of such deception,
In total now in bulk, everything can be obtained
And about that I pray that there was something to eat
what to drink, to smooth out on the go, not like in the forties
when I had to ask alms, go home
With outstretched hand, give bread in the repose of the dead mother
And not everyone gave it, but that time has passed
our time has come, our time
And we simply lose it to the right, minutes fly to the left
you were twenty, and then you are already sitting gray
Shitty somehow you lived your life
Where is the family where children
You are left alone in the whole world
No one is to blame for this except you
maybe I didn’t have time, maybe I was waiting for something like a miracle
But there are no miracles and you stayed with such a feeling
We can say with emptiness in the shower
The most bitter feeling is loneliness
And I pray to God so that no one has known this
After all, loneliness is slowly devouring your soul
Destroying everything in you the best
Killing you alive, opening old wounds
Causing the pain that you forgot about earlier
I hope this will be less and I believe in my soul
As in the victory of the struggle with oneself
In order not to become an outcast, an unrelenting unknown person,
Ask yourself, because it's not you, you don't need it
Live and surround the people, with your smile
good deeds, and just
deeds do not cause others pain,
as well as if I did not want to do so with you,
After all, I won’t like you when you will be fused somewhere
like an unnecessary trash when sixty knocks you
Maybe there will be a seventy and you will spend life in a nursing home
without your children who forget about you as you forgot,
about what the people have for you for whom you were someone