Текст песни Мила Нитич - Милая мама

Somewhere in the distant joyful childhood
Where the trees were large
A little girl in a summer dress
To my mother I flew on my wings
Someone will offend, someone will upset
Mom will comfort and soothe
Years pass, we grow up
We fly away, and moms miss

Chorus:

Mother dear, dear
I miss you so much
Again, dial the number
To hear your voice
Mother dear, dear
You understand everything one by one
And your love is holy -
My keeper is my angel

Happiness and sorrow visit us
We after all not children, and adults
Mom feels everything, my mother knows everything.
Mom will support and not condemn
We do not understand at times
That forever we are children for my mother
Do not return the young years
Children grow up, and moms leave