Текст песни Українська народна пісня - Пісня про рушник

My dear mother, you are not asleep at night
You led me into the fields by the village.
And on the way out, you followed me at dawn,
And luckily the embroidered towel gave.
And on the way out, you followed me at dawn,
And fortunately, the towel was embroidered.

Let the dewy path blossom on it
And green meadows and nightingale groves.
And your nerdy motherly kind smile
And your sad eyes are good.
And your nerdy motherly kind smile
And your sad eyes are good, your blue ones.

I'll take that towel, forgive me like fate,
In the quiet rustle of herbs, in the chills of the beaver.
And on that shotgun, everyone familiar with pain comes to life -
And childhood and separation and true love.
And on that shotgun, everyone familiar with pain comes to life -
And childhood and separation and your motherly love.