Текст песни Имани Чинтаева - Дрожит роса

Trembling dew in one's own voice,
You're waiting for me till the morning.
Sorry about that again in the hair,
I weave the thread of silver.
I know, dear Mother, as fate is not easy,
I was sheltered from adversity
Gently your hand.

Chorus:
Always I will keep in my heart
Smile, arms and light eyes.
Star, you will be forever out of heaven to shine
My beloved mother,
I kneel before you,
You angel, you - my guardian angel.

As a child, I cling,
And head on my knees to you depend on.
And you read in my silence,
How I treasure thee.
Lullaby, Mom, you're singing in the night,
Said a lot of wise words,
Fortunately, given the keys.

Chorus: 3 times