We are alone at home again
I can't conceal my heartache
And on your palms I put again already has tuned grey head my
How bitterly mum, how sadly mum
I am silly vanity's captive
I know you did not feel enough my care and attentive
I turn on noisy roundabout
Somewhere run, but what then
My heart is wrung and is it truth
that I Begin forget you?
But you with love without reproach
Disturbing look at me,
And heave a sigh as inadvertently
your Tear dropped on the knee
And Star has sparkled in the sky
Flies to its final flight
My dear mum your little guy already has grey head
перевод стихотворения Расула Гамзатова Мама
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