Текст песни ЯнСар - Песня, что пела мне мать

On the river in the evening rinsing clothes,
In the sky dream of flying upside down,
Listening as the living water splashing,
I remembered the song that my mother sang.

Listening as the living water splashing,
I remember that song that my mother sang.

It echoes the well depth,
I do not run out of his treasures,
Dipping hands in placer constellations
I remembered the song that my mother sang.

Dipping hands in placer constellations
I remember that song that my mother sang.

Sewn shirt you - do not communicate,
Knitting pattern is beautiful - not overwoven,
The herbs of the earth noise is always green,
Singing the song the one that my mother sang.

The herbs of the earth noise is always green,
Singing the song the one that my mother sang.

I see in the morning the sun rises in the sky,
Turned into a sun you hug children,
It warms the heart of gentle rays
The song ringing that sang my mother.

It warms the heart of gentle rays
The song ringing that sang my mother.

On the edge of a cliff, where it grows a shrub,
Wind sway - to sleep under it,
There is live blessing
The song is a lullaby that my mother sang.

There is live blessing
The song is a lullaby that my mother sang.