Текст песни Армейские песни - Свеча

The north wind quietly sways the branches,
A small house stands by the river.
There, a little boy pulls his palms towards his mother,
Calls mom, but mom sleeps.

Mom, you sleep, and you get dressed
In a white, completely unfamiliar outfit,
There, people read other people's prayers,
Wax candles burn brightly.
Burning ... Candles are burning brightly ...

Aunt, tell me why dad is crying?
Dad, tell me why is mom sleeping?
Dad, let's go, you play the piano
May our mother always be with us.

No, my baby, mom won't get up anymore
Mom closed her eyes forever ...
They’ll bury it in the ground tomorrow
You will be forever an orphan ...
Burning ... Candles are burning brightly ...

Time will pass, you are a young wife
You’ll bring it into the house, you will love it strongly.
Time will pass, only you will not forget
Forever native, tender mother ....

Burning ... Candles are burning brightly ...