Текст песни Вероника Долина - Разговор мамы с дочкой

- Oh, daughter, what are you crying about,
What are you paying for?

Ah, daughter,
I'm in your little one
Already with your father
Stood under the aisle.

- Ah, mom,
It's not enough to get married
But you also got married with your father -
With someone else's chick, just a youngster.

- Oh, daughter,
I'm in your little one
Long ago with your father
I parted with the scoundrel.

- Ah, mom,
It's not enough to part
One scoundrel, another fool ...
And not about that, I finally!

- Oh, daughter,
I'm in your little one
Although she did not already live with her father,
And yet she was white in face.

- Ah, mom,
Faces are few.
And that n \ '{e} is white-faced -
So I dabble in wine
You knew.

- Oh, daughter,
I'm in your little one
Although she lived almost as a widow,
She was rosy and lively.
And you are a girl, not a widow,
And only you barely flicker.

- Ah, mom,
Little remains.
And not a wife, and not a widow,
And neither alive nor dead,
And the fact that I wear black -
Don't ask about that, please.

- Oh, daughter, what are you crying about,
What are you paying for?
Than I have sinned
Where was she in a hurry
I decided myself ...