Текст песни Игорь Балалаев, Карине Асирян - Ответ Анне

-- Aleksey Aleksandrovich!

- Princess!

-- My friend!

I received a letter from her
He asks to give his son
"He loves me, he only obeys you
And his whole soul is open to me
He is not close to you, you do not need him
But God sees how he needs me. "

She mired in lies and lusts
Still talking about love and lord

"He is not close to you, you do not need him"

She talks about love and lord
Though mired in lies and lusts

"But God sees how he needs me."

I am offended, I am destroyed, I am humbled
Unbearable state of mine
She's right, I even hate my son
I can’t see my son because of her

Let him take it for himself
I will not regret
If only in life nothing
It didn’t remind about her

Alexey Alexandrovich, my friend!

And yet, your name cannot be taken from Seryozha
But what about a child without a father’s hand?
No, better let him forget his mother soon
Write, my friend:

Among the same low fallen souls
How are you and your corrupt half-light
Forget you had a son and a husband
Seryozha says that you are not in the world

Among the same low fallen souls
How are you and your corrupt half-light
Forget you had a son and a husband
Seryozha says that you are not in the world
Forget you had a son and a husband
Seryozha says that you are not in the world