The century before you never could turn twenty one:
Years and years he waited just watching for a son -
For someone to go ahead, take the name he said.
...Years and years he waited and a daughter came instead.

Breathing comes in pairs,
Except for twice.
One begins and one's goodbye.

Sixty years of sorrow, he got five or six of bliss.
Left my mother’s mother without so much as a kiss.



В этой песне история всей моей семьи, как бы смешно это не звучало.