Текст песни Игорь Саруханов - Дорогие Мои Старики

My old men
Unnoticed how it happens
And already, with someone’s light hand
Everybody calls mom mom.
 
And more and more often my father is worried
Although pretending to be healthy.
For me there is no dearer than hearts
Than the hearts of these two old men.
 
My dear old people
Let me kiss you now.
My young old
We are still, we are still fighting.
 
Both of you face gray hair
And wrinkles with slanting rays
And I'll take your names
To name them a daughter and a son.
 
And your eyes will become brighter
And no one can blow out the fire
After all, grandchildren love more children,
Only I'm not jealous at all.
 
My dear old people
Let me kiss you now.
My young old men
We are still, we are still fighting.
  
My dear old people
Let me kiss you now.
My young old men
We are still, we are still fighting.

My old men
Unnoticed how it happens
And already, with someone’s light hand
Everybody calls mom mom.

And more and more often my father is worried
Although pretending to be healthy.
For me there is no dearer than hearts
Than the hearts of these two old men.

My dear old people
Let me kiss you now.
My young old men
We are still, we are still fighting.

My dear old people
Let me kiss you now.
My young old men
We are still, we are still fighting.

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