Tired Mom

Виктор Чирик
Tired Mother lay,
Tired Mom, no strength.
Tired Mother lay,
And more Mother did not get up.

Faded in the house, dim the lights,
And something with a hanger fell.
Home cold walks in the light,
And the cap is sad.

Tired Mom, no strength,
Tired Mama, lay down.
And the children are running around the world,
't know, how are you?

No beats, their heart greetings,
Tired Mother lay.
And more Mother did not get up
And the pulse of her, from afar.

A piece of my heart was given,
Tired Mom forever.
And rhythm, and heart got colder
Love, cold soul.

Higher and higher he lifted;
Tired Mom forever.
And without Hello died
Know, my Mother how are you doing,
That your heart is not crying.


Chirik V.V. CENTURIES g 19:02