Текст песни Кузьма Скрябин - Мам ...

I always wanted to write a song about my mother
But different poets all words are said.
And I did not want to repeat any of them .
I'm at my mom will always be a small
And, once they call, come running Skorenkyy,
So she and I wrote these words as he could.

Chorus:
Mom,
Forgive me I became an adult sho
And in the past forty-third fall,
As I saw for the first time his house.
Mom,
And can I come to you tomorrow
And we are in the kitchen than one hour
Himself on various topics " sit "?

I can somewhat understand it later became
I do not often bestowed birthday flowers.
There were times when I did not call her for weeks .
But now that she hugs me
And with daddy has a granddaughter asks -
I'm crying with joy that I have living parents .

Chorus .

I thank you for that , I 'm sho
And I thank you for it , I realized sho
Those things are not explained well in the books .
May you always be near Guardian Angel
I òîæå somewhere along I always wander
So that does not measure our life in a phone call.

Chorus .