Текст песни Аркадий Северный - Дорогая мама

Hello mom and sister Nina
I am sending you my ardent greetings.
I'll tell you what kind of picture
Where I have lived for more than five years.

The climate here, mother, is very strict
A strong wind blows in February
And frost, like a hungry wolf,
Eats off fingers on his hand.

But years, hours, minutes will pass -
I will serve my damn term
And then the roads will open
That leads to the birthplace.

But maybe it won't work out
Maybe the opposite will happen:
I'll get sick and scurvy will break
And he will take him to the grave with him.

And no one in the world will know
That the son is buried in the North,
Only in the spring the storms will rustle,
And the star will shine like a star.

Hello mom and sister Nina
I am sending you my ardent greetings.
I'll tell you what kind of picture
Where I have lived for more than five years.