Текст песни Валентина Толкунова - чти, мать...

You honor, son, mother,

That life gave you.

No need to reproach

Ground as it could.

Could eat or drink

Nights do not lick.

What is neither

She, Son, - Mother.

After all, melting and snow,

Resentment is not Tai.

Let the mother were strict

There is no guilt.

All for and against suspension,

Summary to understand it.

What is neither

She, Son, - Mother.

Do not hurt her

After all, the mother will always grieve.

And you will smile suddenly

And the heart will challenge.

From loneliness, do not let her scream.

What is neither

Remember she is a mother.