You do not scold me mom, for the fact that since childhood was stubborn,
And it began to catch a convenient moment too early ...
Believe me, it was not easy for me, but now I became like an island
And I react sharply to each of your argument
You are not dead, mother sleep, mother sleep, mom-mam Sleep-
I will not sit on your chain
Sleep, mother sleep, mother sleep -
There is midnight on the street.
There is midnight on the street ...
And you kept telling me since childhood that I was born without a heart,
And she chose coquetry as a means of living without unnecessary problems.
But sometimes I surrendered and, when there was a little,
I said: what a pity! And she left completely.
You are not dead, mother sleep, mother sleep, mom-mam Sleep-
I will not sit on your chain
Sleep, mother sleep, mother sleep -
There is midnight on the street.
There is midnight on the street ...
You are not dead, mother sleep, mother sleep, mom-mam Sleep-
I will not sit on your chain
Sleep, mother sleep, mother sleep -
There is midnight on the street.
There is midnight on the street ...
Listen, mom, my share is sweet to me,
And I am pleased to bash, and this is the right.
You know, dear mother, I probably have little pain,
But I will not allow you to trample my islands.
You are not dead, mother sleep, mother sleep, mom-mam Sleep-
I will not sit on your chain
Sleep, mother sleep, mother sleep -
There is midnight on the street.
There is midnight on the street ...
There is midnight on the street ...
