Текст песни милая хорошая дорогая самая - Дети все на свете Называют мамою

We, cradling,
Mom sang songs to us,
And now it's time and we
A song to sing to our moms.

Chorus:
Children are the world
Call mamoyu
Nice, good
Expensive most.

At night, the stars outside the window
Crumble peas;
Mom keeps our peace.
We know, she does not sleep ...
Chorus.

Growing up and going to do
We take care of my mother.
In the meantime, it will deliver
The joy of a song of his.
Chorus.