Текст песни Инна Желанная - Мама

You can poznati on veseliku,
What is not a native mother,
You can poznati on veseliku,
What is not a native mother,

Beer is not drunk, honey is not solodok
And gorilka not bitter.
Vodka is not bitter, do not call the violin,
Yes, fun is not fun.

Who we hire people we send,
But for rodnyya mother.
Who we hire people we send,
But for rodnyya mother.

Nightingale does not reach the small,
she knows Mother.
Parliament would have to stand up to his child of
Yes poryadochku dati.

Grave clenched feet,
I can not stretch out.
Yellow sand pouring into his eyes,
I can not proglyanuti.

Mother damp earth to lay down his chest,
I can not breathe.
Did you enjoy yourself my child, you walk, dear,
Veseli ka me now.