Текст песни Елена Казанцева - Заплакал мой маленький мальчик

Elena Kazantsev

Wept , my little boy -
Perhaps stomach sick.
What are you all crying and crying?
Well, at least I would have regretted.
That sweet semolina ,
Eat and forget about me.
And the best mother in the world
I kiss you in a dream .

Well, like, we go away with you
In a country where flowers barberry,
Where is the sky blue through and through ,
Green cypress pierced .
Where no semolina ,
A sweet banana, orange .
I - the world's best mother ,
And you - my only son .