Владимир Бутенко - Мама
текст песни

You are the music of my heart
A song that never stops
As if I were returning to childhood
I dream of being little again
You are like a balm for my wounds
All pain will fade from my memory
How I love you, Mom
You are always young to me
Mom, the warmth of your hands
Mom, the tenderness of your words
Mom, under your wing
As if I were a child, I fall asleep again
Mom, the warmth of your hands
Mom, the tenderness of your words
Mom, under your wing
As if I were a child, I fall asleep again
You are always happy for my victories
And even when I'm wrong
You encourage me with advice
You hug me, my dear
Time flies like a stone into the abyss
And my head is gray
How I love you, Mom
You are always young to me
Mom, the warmth of your hands
Mom, the tenderness of your words
Mom, under your wing
As if I were a child, I fall asleep again Again
Mom, the warmth of your hands
Mom, the tenderness of your words
Mom, under your wing
As if I were a child, I fall asleep again

Mom, the warmth of your hands
Mom, the tenderness of your words
Mom, under your wing
As if I were a child, I fall asleep again
Mom, the warmth of your hands
Mom, the tenderness of your words
Mom, under your wing
As if I were a child, I fall asleep again
Under your wing
As if I were a child, I fall asleep again
Under your wing
As if I were a child, I fall asleep again