Текст песни Ярмак - брошенные

outside the window, it’s snowing, a poor apartment, there is no heating in the house, it’s damp in the corners, an old bed, a lot of dust under it, no water, no light, everything was turned off for debts. A boy is sitting on the window, 12 years old, dreaming that mom will come in, he will say: “Son, hello! How was it at school? What was new taught? Did you read books or maybe they were somewhere?” And then the door opened a short conversation: “Son, go buy a mother vodka!”
"Mom, what vodka ?? I love you!"
"Do not listen, I will call my father right now!"
"You look at yourself, what have you become? People are families, have you ever walked with me? All children have birthday parties, gifts, cakes, candles, and what do I have? At home, only booze forever."
"Ah, you asshole, are you feeling so bad?"
Dad took the belt and let me peel. No mercy. My hands are in blood. I threw out the door.
"Now live here."
They continue to thump, I'm on the steps in tears. Blood, bruises, in my heart children's fear.
"Why is this so? And why is it all? There is nobody, no grandmother, no grandfather. Why do I need these parents, drunks? God, what should I do? Please, tell me"
He quietly opened the door, seized things from the apartment. He ran without stopping, 3-4 minutes.
"Mother Mother of God, why should I be punished? Isn’t it worth living without happiness, my calling?"
Tears in my eyes, wet feet, I went to the teacher and fell asleep on the doorstep.

Chorus:
The sky above my head, I will erase the tears with my hand.
God, please answer me, what are the children to blame?
The sky above my head, I will erase the tears with my hand.
God, please answer me, what are the children to blame?

Morning. I was found and taken to the house. They fed me a warm meal and asked: "what about the face?"
I was silent, looked away I was ashamed. Everyone knew our family. Everything was obvious. Nina Petrovna hugged her like a son. She looked into my eyes, burst into tears and asked: “Let us take you, you will live with us, but if you want we can take to mom "
"No need to mom! I beg you very much. I can stay, I can’t breathe here. They don’t wait for me at home. They don’t need me. They don’t give a damn that I’m alive, healthy or cold”
She pressed her arms and hugged him tightly, I don’t know why, but it felt better for me. I stayed to live, they raised me, gave me money, dressed and loved, went to the dacha every weekend. Someone else loved people more than relatives. I saw my fate, I respectfully talked to PARENTS. Years passed, I grew up sharply, business, personal driver, ESKA Mercedes, already my own family, we live without it. There is a doorbell and two bums are on the doorstep.
"Hello, son, didn’t you recognize us? It’s mom and dad, but what didn’t you expect? What a big house, and we don’t have an apartment. Do you remember how my father and I loved you."
I look into their eyes — a child’s insult.
“Dad, who is this?” The Rita daughter asked.
"Is this our granddaughter?"
"No, this is my daughter, here on a bottle, get out

Chorus:
The sky above my head, I will erase the tears with my hand.
God, please answer me, what are the children to blame?
The sky above my head, I will erase the tears with my hand.
God, please answer me, what are the children to blame?

I sat down on a chair, my heart fell in heels. I remember how my father and I played hide and seek. As my mother shouted from the window: Guys to eat! And then they came, I refused to listen. There were normal people when I hadn't drank yet. I wanted to ask: “Where have you been before? So many years have passed, -thinks by the fireplace, -not needed before, then they remembered about his son!”
But it’s not possible, even though there is a scar on her soul, she is a mother, and he is a father. He stumbled, enough fate to suffer, took them to the house.
The Lord taught to forgive!