дмитрий уткин & ЮГ 404 — Когда тебя родили

Don't, don't, Don't, please don't. Don't, don't, Don't.

When you were born — abortions were banned. When you were being delivered — everyone shouted “don't!” Don't, don't, don't kill the little bastard. Don't, don't, please don't.

Thank you so much that they didn't flush you Somewhere in a toilet or an apartment. Thank you so much to mom and dad For not putting on condoms. And we're on the couch fucking to WALL-E, Somewhere in a basement they buried you. Thanks to the parents — you're amazing, A sperm cell riding with a private chauffeur.

(Lyrics written by Dmitry Utkin)

When you were born — abortions were banned. When you were being delivered — everyone shouted “don't!” Don't, don't, don't kill the little bastard. Don't, don't, please don't.

When you were born — abortions were banned. When you were being delivered — everyone shouted “don't!” Don't, don't, don't kill the little bastard. Don't, don't, please don't.

I'm your sweet little angel, what do you want? Sold a couple of kidneys — bought a little flower. We walk together in the evening or in summer. When I see you — my little tail goes pistol right away. Is your dad by any chance NILETTO? 'Cause he shot pretty well. How cool that he didn't wrap that little pickle. If it rains — I'll put a hood on you. You're my little angel, I went into you like a key.

Don't, don't, please don't. Don't, don't, please don't. Don't, don't, don't kill the little bastard. Don't, don't, don't kill the little bastard.

When you were born — abortions were banned. When you were being delivered — everyone shouted “don't!” Don't, don't, don't kill the little bastard. Don't, don't, please don't.

When you were born — abortions were banned. When you were being delivered — everyone shouted “don't!” Don't, don't, don't kill the little bastard. Don't, don't, please don't.

Galina, thank you for your daughter.