Текст песни Ах Астахова - Знаешь,мама

you know, mother, a serious illness struck me;
everything in life seems to me empty, insignificant, petty.
my only friend is about to turn away from me,
and my poor girl will leave me forever.

you know, mom, I'm tired of this life - stupid, meaningless;
I would have to pull at the sea, but there is no money for this!
in an amicable way, mom, I need to collect my thoughts.
(how much with my sadness I have crippled the hearts of my relatives!)

Maybe this bad winter has crippled me like that?
or self-pity, or time stealing laziness?
you know mom, I often dream of Eternity,
especially at night when a shadow falls on me.
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Mom cries, and whispers to me in a gentle voice,
fiddling with a gold ring on his withered hand:
- you know, son, in this life there are also bright streaks ...
and a holy smile lit up her face!