Васса Железнова - Мам
текст песни

Mom, this city is great
I'm in concrete—I can barely find the sky with my head
This year has flown by like a New Year's cracker
And, you know, I fired myself
This life won't let me
Falsely giving a close shot
There, our naughty one has already steamed up the broom
But the most reliable old man
How are the dogs doing
How is our hot attic
How poppies intertwine with wheat and hay in amber gardens
Mom, don't be sad, that's enough
Mom, tell me better, how are
There
There
There
There
Mom, nothing hurts
No shooting, no pricking, no pulling
I'm basically clean
Seems to be whole, that's how whole things can be
Empty, not sent on time sheet
Rides to the city have run out
But the counters are crowded from the display cases
Mom, is it really human
To have a hundred ticket offices if there's only one train
How are they doing Dogs
Like our hot attic
How poppies intertwine with wheat and hay in amber gardens
Mom, don't be sad, that's enough
Mom, tell me better, what's it like there
Where the dry alleys are already green
But today the birds won't settle in the wind
For my words lie on it
How long must I sing them
How long must I sing them
How long must I
Mom
Mom
Mom
Mom