Алексей Коротин - Милые мамины руки
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Lovely mother's hands

Words: Maria Korotina
Music: Alexey Korotin

Lovely mother's hands
Minutes of peace did not know:
Baked, struggled, shallow
Lovely mother's hands.

Lovely mother's hands
In work and rested
Raspberry with dew was torn off
Lovely mother's hands

Lovely mother's hands
Knitted, launched and spinned
And hay in the skin was scattered
Lovely mother's hands

Lovely mother's hands
Prayer was written in the notebook
And we were collected to school
Lovely mother's hands

Lovely mother's hands ...
Clouched by wind and heat
Rain icy and tear
Nettles and swan.
The echo of the war of the scorched -
Left alone, without male ...

Lovely mother's hands
Thanks for your hands!