Текст песни А.Т.Твардовский - Памяти матери

We say goodbye to mothers
    Long before the deadline -
 Back in our early youth,
    Even at the native threshold,

When we handkerchiefs, socks
    Will lay their good hands,
 And we, fearing a delay,
    By the appointed tear apart.

Separation is still more unconditional
    For them comes later
 When we are about the will of the filial
    We hurry to notify them by mail.

And sending them cards
    Some unknown girls,
 From generous soul let
    Absentee love their daughters.

And there - for the daughters-in-law - grandchildren ...
    And suddenly call a telegram
 For the very last separation
    That old grandma mom.