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Slep Slin.....An eternal story. I remember the day, I was about 14... I said, “I don’t love my father... and I don’t love him anymore... I love someone else... and it’s all nonsense, and life was tough—they kicked me out of the house... and it happened more than once, many times... once they said I was a thief, even though I hadn’t taken any money... And things flew by, like a lot of crap. My aunt and sister told me that I won’t achieve anything in life, that I’m no stronger than them. My father has forgotten his son, forgotten about the grandchildren, and my mother has forgotten about building her own life. And no matter who you ask, there’s no money… And there was a time when I wanted to study and crack the knuckles of knowledge, but I had no money, so I had to work. And then I met my love. Now everything is different: I have a beautiful wife and my children are my angels. I don’t see them enough, I’m so in love with them. They’re like a solid wall, a support, and God’s witnesses. I’m the one who writes my own destiny — but they’ve forgotten about me, my loved ones. But I’ll be faithful to my wife and kids, and I’ll keep writing these songs as long as my heart beats.

Slip Slin, with hope and love, don’t forget your children, so they don’t forget you. Slip Slin, I’m not saying goodbye to you… Slip.