 Momma Sed
Wake up, son of mine
Momma got something to tell you
Changes come
Life will have its way
With your pride, son
Take it like a man
Hang on, son of mine
The storm is blowing up your horizon
Changes come
Keep your dignity
Take the high road
Take it like a man
Listen up, son of mine
Momma got something to tell you
All about growing pains
Life will pound away
where the light don't shine, son
Take it like a man
Suck it up, son of mine
Thunder blowing up your horizon
Changes come
Keep your dignity
Take the high road
Take it like a man
Momma said like the rain
(this too shall pass)
like a kidney stone
(this too shall pass)
It's just a broken heart, son
This pain will pass away
Ñêàçàëà ìàìà
Ïðîñíèñü, ñûíîê
Ìàìà êîå-чòî òåáå ñêàæåò
Ãðÿäóò ïåðåìåíû
Æèçíü ïîéäåò ñâîèì ïóòåì
Ñ äîñòîèíñòâîì, ñûí
Ïðèìè ýòî êàê ìóæчèíà
Äåðæèñü, ñûíîê
Íà ãîðèçîíòå áóðÿ
Ãðÿäóò ïåðåìåíû
Ñîõðàíÿé äîñòîèíñòâî
Èäè ïðÿìûì ïóòåì
Áóäü ìóæчèíîé
Ïîñëóøàé, ñûíîê
Ìàìà ðàññêàæåò òåáå
Êàê òðóäíî âçðîñëåòü
Æèçíü ïðîáüåòñÿ òóäà
Ãäå íå ñâåòèò ñâåò
Áóäü ìóæчèíîé, ñûíîê
Ñìèðèñü, ñûíîê,
Ìîëíèè íà ãîðèçîíòå
Ãðÿäóò ïåðåìåíû
Ñîõðàíÿé äîñòîèíñòâî
Èäè ïðÿìûì ïóòåì
Áóäü ìóæчèíîé
Ìàìà ñêàçàëà, êàê äîæäü
(ýòî âñå ïðîéäåò)
Êàê ãàëüêà
(ýòî âñå ïðîéäåò)
Ýòî ïðîñòî ðàçáèòîå ñåðäöå, ñûíîê
Íî ýòà áîëü óéäåò
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