Текст песни Братья Шахунц - А меня ругает мама моя

I've been thinking about you
And remembering how we met
As discussed in the moonlight
And sneak kissing
How come you home from
Lie awake
And imagine that I was going
Again with you under the poplars

CHORUS - 2 times
And my mother scolds me
What I do not have nights
I often too drunk
This summer, Indian summer
2.
As you like it you call
We have become each other more expensive
Gullible, gentle love
But why am I so anxious
To bring the value of dreams
Sometimes I ponder gloomier
Seen stronger than love
Especially for her terrible

CHORUS. Loss. Modulation.
Repeat 1st verse