F1RST BEATZ PROD - instrumental 10 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

These sleepless nights are cold mornings, and everything that surrounds us is gone, or maybe that moment has not come

Let's raise our hands, let's throw out our emotions, spread our wings and lift everything into the air, and all the sediments on the floor are abandoned and everything is laid down, no, we haven't lived, the time is passing into the distance and the hands on the clock are moving less and less; and for whom I am dear.

I am grateful to my mother, you deserve a bow, if you want, I’ll kneel down, lower my head, tell you how much I love you, ask for whatever you want, you deserve a lot.

I know it wasn’t easy to raise me, but you forgive me for everything and I apologize for all the frayed nerves I have, but you won’t stop loving me, I’m your son.

Mom, live forever, mom, breathe deeply, and don’t grow older with the years before your eyes, I’m writing this song for you

Home, work, worries, chores, you wipe the sweat from your face and have a kind smile, your eyes are still shining, come on, no tears, I ask mom, how good it is that you are always there, you will help with a kind word, you will tell me what and how, don’t be sad, you smile more often, your smile is in your heart forever. You will always be young, beautiful, strong, your eyes sparkle from beautiful words, and these lines are dearest to you, after all, you are my mother. The most sacred, dearest thing is only you and the stars light up from your love