Текст песни Родители - Дорогие мои старики - минус

We matured so unstable
Imperceptibly as it happens
And already with someone's easy hand
We are with you "graduate" called.
Our moms do not bring eyes off us,
Getting to us relatives and relatives
We know, love us,
All of their matured children.

Chorus:

On this day we want to ask
So that you as in childhood loved,
Pope, mom for all sorry -
Give us God, so that you live in joy.

If you have a childhood to return we could
And remember how it all started
How are our hand to school
And what then dreamed of you.
And in the hearts of gratitude light -
Let him be soles from our eyes,
After all, we have no more expensive people -
We admit to you now!