Игорь Корнелюк - Мало ли
текст песни

Where in the morning dew our eyes and voices
Where like a thunderstorm summer in half an hour
Everything and the river hid the sands of our steps
Here in the puddles circles of trifles

Mamama never raining sometimes
Mamama is never a umbrella with a hole
Mamama is not cold
I do not regret tea puff and climb window

You remember the berth how we called what promised
There the boy played the ball threw and shouted
Our year as a notebook must be able to just read
There each piece of eight lines

Mamama never raining sometimes
Mamama is never a umbrella with a hole
Mamama is not cold
I do not regret tea puff and climb window

Mamama never raining sometimes
Mamama is never a umbrella with a hole
Mamama is not cold
I do not regret tea puff and climb window