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Никто, кроме нас translation of lyrics

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English translation of Никто, кроме нас by ГРОТ
Miss blue doctor, flora or ...
My son has down's syndrome
So wait, he was carrying like a treasure our
Has back fate - me no one no one asked -
Will I be content or weep?
Father's pride or endless shame
Boiling youth juicy closer to June
I gave him a handkerchief to wipe the frothy drool
And won't make me not dream of a grandson
Look for an excuse to put strong hands on yourself
Nonsense - tears on a lot of hearts.
Who else would stay with him but his father?
Night attack with blood, muddy picture
Passionately thank the Lord for his son
More life like, dirt flies in pursuit
The hand holding him, slowly going
Miss blue doctor, flora or ...
My homeland is sick-down syndrome
Young, weak, and scattered will
Will not find down sincere stars over the field
Smiling always to the roar of a mother
The power to lift the country out of bed
Ask to feed with such fervor and fire
Here they are tears of the people, we live in Russia
Tears from losing too much in the nineteen
Self-flagellation is the idea of our nation
Naive, tupnyak deceived country
With the chin on the cross of lustful saliva
Stumbling with mats across the border running
Civic pride and endless shame
On his knees a young man, wet and sick
Hardly anyone needs me, I'm staying with you
 
Homeland blue-eyed, soul open,
And pressed a little-then goodbye unwashed
Why do fighter unshaven, decommissioned
Shoulder portak grey - nobody but us
 
Homeland blue-eyed, soul open,
And pressed a little-then goodbye unwashed
Why do fighter unshaven, decommissioned
Shoulder portak grey - nobody but us
 
Going on the road, over his shoulder spit
In a strange land to seek shelter of the earth
The search for happiness new on painted beaches,
And I have a winter coast beach knits
My father see, let him spread the cause -
Where the love of such force took to son
The life bars in the cage of the chest
And I'll never see my country
 
Homeland blue-eyed, soul open,
And pressed a little-then goodbye unwashed
Why do fighter unshaven, decommissioned
Shoulder portak grey - nobody but us
 
Homeland blue-eyed, soul open,
And pressed a little-then goodbye unwashed
Why do fighter unshaven, decommissioned
Shoulder portak grey - nobody but us

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