Текст песни Марина Цветаева - Маме

In the old Strauss waltz for the first time
We heard your soft call
Since then, all living things are alien to us
And the cursory striking of the clock is delighted.

We, like you, welcome sunsets
Reveling in the nearness of the end
Everything we are rich with on the best evening
You put us in our hearts.

Leaning tirelessly to children's dreams,
(I only looked at them for a month without you!)
You led your little ones by
Bitter life of thoughts and deeds.

From an early age, we are close to who is sad,
Laughter is boring and home shelter is alien ...
Our ship is not desperate in a good moment
And floats by the will of all the winds!

The azure island is all paler - childhood,
We are alone on the deck.
It can be seen that sadness is a legacy
You, oh mother, to your girls!