Текст песни Таня Піскарьова - Повернись

mature sunflowers, viburnum
quietly beckon cranes, storks
and can declare something a child
why mom is going so far
hardened inexorable fate
and stung heart at dawn
when my mother with cranes
leaned on bread zarobitchanky

p-in
wept together, violin and willow
matusynu longing sweeping snow
nothing from the world of the child is not necessary
only a word and feel of native mothers

though warmly greeted foreign land
good people have taken as their own
There is shrouded in sadness burned
the idea of ​​seven th of Ukraine
both grandmothers grow with children
that the dawn sprinkles tears
and bred in the gardens of flowers for mom
mother zarobitchanky

p-in
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nothing from the world of the child is necessary,
only a word and feel of native mothers
p-in