Текст песни СТ - Целуйте руки матерям

We rarely say words of love to our mothers,
I beg you, kiss the hands of your mothers,
Our destinies are woven from birth to death,
Many do not know the real maternal share
As they rocked us, tenderly in their hands
They held us tightly, at the first uncertain steps
In the name of that love, sometimes they didn’t fill up the nights,
No one will warm you as much as mothers warmed,
They gave their tenderness to us everywhere and everywhere,
They supported us, but we didn’t know at about an hour,
We answer them with rudeness, wringing our hands
What does the mother have to do with it ... why do they need these torments?
We grow up, and taking for granted,
love and affection, and maternal care
We twist their adults, as if we knew everything,
we dare to teach them, and to charge them with work ...

Kiss your mothers' hands ... before it's too late ... after all, time is negligible ... so you don't have to fall on your hands at the coffin ... kiss their hands now, even if it's too late ...

In their problems, they used to wait for the roundness of dates,
To congratulate them, politely and subtly,
About the hands of mothers, as in old age they tremble,
Holding a familiar letter from your child
Mom - and immediately pops up in memory,
They are waiting for a mother, but you won't become your children?
And our moms don't need to explain anything
Why do the eyes shine when moms can hug us
Look, another gray strand appeared,
And youth has long disappeared beyond the horizon,
There are more wrinkles, I only scold myself.
Weeks passed for months ... and my mother kept waiting ... she waited ..
We are in a hurry to live, and our mothers are silent again and again
Are proud of our every moment, starry,
Stop, and your love, give it to your mothers ...
until it's too late ...