Дмитрий Хмелёв - Мама - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

There is nowhere to get away from the home from my home from longing. So the crowns are noisy and the heart hurts you so much. Autumn paints foliage into the redhead, in oblivion the warm September sunk. No dearer than you, no closer, my dear mother. . It may be cruel, but our world is beautiful, and your love helped me to look. I am not a saint of course, but before people, know, you will not have to blush for your son. . You forgive me mom for making me suffer. I have to understand and go a lot, but whoever understands me is better - of course the mother. Forgive me mom, forgive me .... Maybe he became on the wing early, not hoping for the fate of mercy. I will give my life to my mother, if only your heart is beating. For gray -haired on the temples of hair, for your holy flour I bow to your belt and kiss your hands.