Abortion is a very controversial topic these days, and most of the time, I choose not to join in on the debate of right or wrong. I stand strong to my Christian beliefs and therefore do not agree with this procedure. However, when this video came across my Facebook page I couldn’t help but be moved by it’s message.
Abortion has become, in many ways, the easiest way to cover up a bad decision. Killing an unborn child is not acceptable birth control. I believe this video is a look at some of the most common reasons abortion has become so popular. If you are not looking to have children, please take the necessary precautions to prevent conception.
The video is very intense and should not be viewed by children! I want to personally thank my friend Linda for doing her best in translating the lyrics from Russian to English. I recommend first watching the video, then reading the lyrics.
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Disclaimer: These lyrics have been translated from Russian to English as best as they could. This may, or may not, be the exact word for word of the song. Since most of you reading this blog do not speak Russian, as I do not, a friend of mine did her best to translate for me.
(That’s 42 million per year)
The highest number of abortions performed is in Russia
From 5 to 12 million per year.
Every 5 abortions are done by teenagers before they turn 18
Dedicated to all unborn children
His hand will not wave to you greetings
And his eyes will not open to brightly yellow sun
Nobody will hear his first laughter
And nobody will see in him person welcoming its warmth.
He was not on the earth, but already heaven calls him
Unfortunately he was never born.
And nobody drew their picture
“Good buy”, was his first word.
These teenagers ere not tired of sexual high
They have a need for fast pulse after AMPvitamin intake
They need sex, they need to run, they need a Mercedes, and laughter
They need cocaine, shame and base, and in a shit drunk face.
Through the back door, sign up all your friends
Its all the same to them, they don’t work their brains
They came out from their holes to the top long time ago
And their daddies millions to them mean nothing at all.
Help? Ha, they don’t care about any of that
And night, yes it’s the best for them.
Everything glistens around and puny guys in shirts, but mostly girls,
And Red Bull, yes they love it even more then their moms.
Tourniquets, pills… They could not have come up with anything more stupid then that
Yes, I need a sensation of bodily fluids.
He comes inside her but thinks she’s getting fat,
The fruit grows inside her and that is a fact.
Month later it donned on her, but she is not stupid
Everything is clear, but her figure is more important.
This couple is civil; the child is not what they want
It’s terrifying, as if they got a plague.
No stress, no depressions,
Lots of crazy passionate sex, excitement in it
Cuz their romance is simply a fling
And he will deprive them of it all…
“What’s the trouble mama?” – abortion is the answer to all…
His hand will not wave to you greetings
And his eyes will not open to brightly yellow sun
Nobody will hear his first laughter
And nobody will see in him person welcoming its warmth.
He was not on the earth, but already heaven calls him
Unfortunately he was never born.
And nobody drew their picture
“Good buy”, was his first word.
I am your son mama! Although here not especially comfy!
Not enough space in a tummy for some reason is given.
Can’t go to fast, but I can go slowly,
Not to lie down but to make my first child step.
Hi daddy, I know, you are excited,
In half-a-year your first son is coming!
You are still young, I know, but you not a fool, you know how to make it!
Please, daddy, you hear, buy me a baby crib!
I want to come out, to the family, it’s so sad in here.
Don’t you wanna see my beautiful drawings?
I will learn how to draw a car with the bright sun,
And you’ll stroke my back before sleep and straighten my clothing.
I want to grow up, dad, and to become the astronaut,
But for such desires, I still have to small of a stomac…
I’m only couple of months, but my little heart
Every night sings a song to my favorite mommy!
Will you buy me shoes for my little footsies?
… And explain, why in a hand of that man is a knife?!
I dreamed of a time when you read me fairy tales at night
I thought you give me a life, but you wear executioners mask!
Is this evil and vile man gonna kill me?
And not gonna give me a chance to go to the kindergarten
Mommy, daddy, I didn’t do anything wrong!
I love you, although suffocating with out a single breath…
His hand will not wave to you greetings
And his eyes will not open to brightly yellow sun
Nobody will hear his first laughter
And nobody will see in him person welcoming its warmth.
He was not on the earth, but already heaven calls him
Unfortunately he was never born.
And nobody drew their picture
“Good buy”, was his first word.















