Текст песни Кристалинская Майя - Наши мамы

That spring, seemed to be eternal -
And looking out from the wall frames
Our mom's wedding dresses,
Our mothers, very young.
Eyebrows fly winged
None of wrinkles around the eyes
Who will believe that when - that
Our mothers were younger than us.

We are still in the dawn dreams Vita -
Mom raised a little light.
We again somewhere - it'll be gone
Moms a long time - long after wave.
And lie filial grief
White snow on my temples with them.
If we chose the mothers,
I would like to choose their own.

You can drive around the whole of Russia,
Carry out on the road for many days,
No one met a beautiful
Nobody meet relatives.
Please send them more often telegrams
Letters try to warm them.
Everything in the world can our mothers,
Just do not know how to grow old.