In the hysterical mother swam Valya
In the background stood dad Tolia,
Within meters reigned toughest chaos
When it became clear to everyone - the son was left without a diploma ...
Mama do not cry, do not you dare stop crying,
I do not argue it should, but listen, father,
I have my own wave and in its wake,
Me somewhere waiting for success
God, how I wanted to see the light,
And how would consider it necessary to live dreamed
Then one day, as usual, I was flying in a dream,
Suddenly saw the sun and then said to myself:
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
It was a dream,
In which I do not burn out, do not worry relatives and did not need anything,
In which I did not have,
Hide your eyes and lie to old friends, they say in my life, all is well,
In my backpack - a couple of T-shirts, socks,
And let the beginning of the poor,
All who remember me, I was not aware of this,
And this means that you will succeed!
After all I wanted - it see the light,
And how would consider it necessary to live dream
Then one day, as usual, I was flying in a dream,
Suddenly I heard the music himself said:
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
God, how I wanted to see the light,
And how would consider it necessary to live dreamed
Then one day, as usual, I was flying in a dream,
Suddenly saw the sun and then said to myself:
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
I choose - live it!
