Текст песни гурт Червоні Маки - Мамині яблуні

De Ros and Rosava run in the Dnieper
Between them lies my native village
And the white hut there is the edge of the village
Where does mother look like me?
And the white hut there is the edge of the village
Where does mother look like me?

And my mom looks every day
Already from the apple dry broke the branches
Those white apple flowers bloom under the window
Like mother's temples that are gray for a long time
Those white apple flowers bloom under the window
Like mother's temples that are gray for a long time

/ Lost /

Oh my mom mum you are crazy for us
You're better off looking at the sky
In the spring you will be cranes
And I am going with them on a white wing
In the spring you will be cranes
And I'm going with them on a white wing ...