Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - Мама minus

Pure sleeve just one hundred grams
Snack in the shade of three birches.
- There is no one closer than mother, -
The river said a steep slope.

Stronger fist, sharper damask
I pricked from these words to the trunk.
Wide river - yes where were you
Kaby not land but not a spring?

I haven’t kissed you for so long -
A thousand years, thought for a year.
Was for you one of the foals
And I will always be.

Every single day your smile
I need to headlong to fly to her.
In a world for people big and shaky
Little space for big kids.

No matter how much I go under the sky
I know one thing: I am your blood, your son.
You are my one, and God is one -
I'm going to you barefoot.

Day after day
always with me!
Day after day
live a hundred years!
Day after day...
Mom mom!
Day after day
always with me!
Day after day
live a hundred years!
Day after day...

With a clean sleeve, one hundred grams ...
I sat in the late afternoon until late ...
There is no one dearer than mom
Even if you didn’t know her.