Текст песни Тетяна Білик - Дітей до матері нема

Hollyhocks blooming around the house singing songs Swallows
Lonely dohorala have melted like a candle every day
And the house crying tears that rain spilled
I missed the children, who once played in the house

Chorus.
Over Seas son, daughter far
A mother is she, herself
Returned to their nests stork
Children are not the mother

Lonely dohorala mother swallows flying in the sky
Strisi nest in her house, beauty zivyalyly years
Cherry mold around the house, singing songs Swallows
Children are waiting for a mother like melted candle every day

Chorus.
Over Seas son, daughter far
A mother is she, herself
Returned to their nests stork
Children are not the mother

Loss...

And I have cherished the small, well tell me to understand wherein my fault
Wept bitterly gray mother alone in the house, the edge of the window
And the house crying tears that rain spilled
I missed the children, who once played in the house

Chorus.
Over Seas son, daughter far
A mother is she, herself
Returned to their nests stork
Children are not the mother