D-Афродита - Мама моей мамы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You are in the hands of your hot, like the sun, a ray hide your childhood careless tale in the house smells of pies you give me and mom's tenderness and attention your love and affection

my mother’s mother is my grandmother, you are my good angel, I know this, I love a golden heart and keeps a pity that this heart sometimes hurt

You call me a baby and you read books with glasses, I am always comfortable and easily with you, I know that a heap of photographs of children's sighing again sighing again.

my mother’s mother is my grandmother, you are my good angel, I know this, I love a golden heart and keeps a pity that this heart sometimes hurt

My grandmother .... dear ...

My mother’s mother is my grandmother, you are my good angel,