Текст песни
[Verse 1 - fast, aggressive guitar riff, Ramones-style drums]
It's dawn outside, the room is a mess!
Notebooks, books - a complete mess!
No longer a baby - only a vibe in my head,
That look of "Enough!" - it's like hype to me!
Crayons, hairpins - that was yesterday,
And tomorrow - only "TikTok" and "What's up with your friends?!"
She's growing up, getting on our nerves,
And what about school? It's not her prime time!
[Chorus - powerful, anthemic, growing energy]
School, school - dusty pages,
Time, time - flies like birds!
Summer, summer - the doors are open,
To hell with boredom - lessons forgotten!
From TikTok and sunny days,
With friends - always - lots of ideas!
And my daughter - no, not a girl anymore,
She's a star! And my heart beats in my pulse!
[2nd verse - more melodic, but maintaining the rhythm, slightly shifted chords]
Hair is blue, oversized on the shoulders,
And in the headphones - a song, the rhythm in my feet!
No longer a Princess, but rather "Lady Gaga,"
Being on the dance floor—that's her glory!
"What grades?" I so want to ask,
And she's like, "Mom, leave me alone, it's time to party!"
Friends around me—the same TikTok,
Their videos—tear every line!
[Chorus—even more energetic, chorus, with backing vocals]
School, school—dusty pages,
Time, time—flies like birds!
Summer, summer—the doors are open,
To hell with boredom—lessons forgotten!
From TikTok and sunny days,
With friends there are always so many ideas!
And my daughter—no, she's not a girl anymore,
She's a star! And my heart beats in my pulse.
[Bridge—slower, a little melancholy, but with irony, the guitar sings along slightly]
I remember how I braided her hair,
And now she's made a video on TikTok...
It seems like just yesterday—a stroller, rattles,
Now—dancing, fashionable friends...
But I know that inside—the same spark,
Love sparkles in her eyes!
[Solo - a short, energetic, slightly raw guitar solo, inspired by new wave]
[Chorus - the climax, as loud and rhythmic as possible, cries of "Yes"]
School, school - dusty pages,
Time, time - flies like birds!
Summer, summer - the doors are open,
To hell with boredom - lessons forgotten!
From TikTok and sunny days,
With friends there are always so many ideas!
And my daughter - no, she's not a girl anymore,
She's a star! And the heart beats in the pulse.
[Outro - abrupt ending, fading guitar feedback, final drum beat]
Daughter - TikTok girl! Dancing!
Summer - forever! Hype!
