Прости меня - Тихо плакала Мать - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Forgive me, native, for sadness. Forgive me, native, for separation, thanks for burning in the Candle window. What is waiting for me in the shower hiding flour. Everything is long-long expectations. From short and farewell meetings. Mother cried quietly. Mother cried quietly. Mother cried quietly. You will correct your hand. With a pretty girl. The kind of good eye your inadvertently breaks. Do you inform my face with the tenderness of my photo in my album. Every long-long expectations. From loneliness, silence. From the meetings of short and farewells. The mother cried her mother. (((((