Текст песни Покой Душе - 2065 Вспоминаю я ту золотую весну

I remember that golden spring
Bright youth, unforgettable days,
I remember my own mother,
Her hands and hair are fair.

I know, my mother, that it’s not easy for you,
You raise sons, You raise daughters,
Give them love and everything in your life
You protect for us, naughty children.

Your hands are already shaking from work
And the walk has become unsteady,
And your eyes tell me a lot
About sleepless nights spent.

You used to be young too.
Remember, mom, she’s probably all herself.
The hard way was passed, dear to you,
You experienced a lot, of course.