Текст песни Эльбрус Джанмирзоев - Спасибо Родная за Милого Сына

There is not greater happiness
The first to hear the cry of a son,
And look at him admiring,
Realizing he is the most beautiful.
There are no more awards,
What to look for it in their features,
And even if you like the pope,
We know, I - it's you.

Chorus:
Thank you dear, dear son of,
Thank you for what you gave life,
Thank God for the happiness of eternity,
I'm alive, as long as the son is beating heart.

I do not need a lot of life,
Neither victory nor peaks, not praise.
One thing I ask of God,
That he watched over you.
Even if the sky will disappear,
And the world will cover a black darkness,
I want you to know, my son,
We will always be by your side.

Chorus: 3
Thank you dear, dear son of,
Thank you for what you gave life,
Thank God for the happiness of eternity,
I'm alive, as long as the son is beating heart.