Текст песни Наталя Бурмас - Пісня покинутого немовляти

Mom, baby, my mom,
I'm still little and have a soul.
The heart is beating fast ...
How am I without you? How am I without Dad?

I still can't speak words -
Neither damn nor forgive!
Why don't you love me a little? -
I can't run after you.

I'm your early lonely bird,
It is difficult to snatch wings from diapers.
To break your misery,
I still can't fall from the nest.

You will put on a nice white dress -
I drag the little bird to the house.
And your heart will burst into a handful -
Torment, mummy, torment baby!

And when you sleep under towels,
I will slowly lie between you -
I will shine a candle memory
In your black wedding night.

You will not renounce blood pain.
I, to you, mother, will trample your fate:
Legs of dull, legs of dull -
And ... I reach out to you.