Lyrics Пісня - Заспівай мені, бабусю
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Знов моя бабуся пісню заспівае
И, відклавши справи, сяде край вікна.
Я дрібненькі зморшки на щоках торкаю,
Але ти для мене завжди молода.
Кожен день дитинства звязаний з тобою.
Ти мене навчила мудростям життя.
В першому коханні, в радост і олі
Вірна нерозлучна подруга моя.
Приспів:
Заспівай мені, бабуся, тиху колискову
я з тобою повернуся у дитинство знову
I нехай душі торкнеться пісня солов`Іна
Заспівай мені, бабусю, рідн і дина.
Заспівай мені, бабусю, рідн і дина.
Памятаешь, бабцю, сніжні хуртовини,
Завжди засинала на твоіх руках.
I звучала пісня ніжна солов`іна.
Усмішка сіяла на твоіх вустах.
Again my grandmother sings a song
And, laying aside the case, the window sits.
I touch the tiny wrinkles on my cheeks,
But you are always young to me.
Every day of your childhood is connected to you.
You taught me the wisdom of life.
In first love, in joy and oil
A true, inseparable girlfriend of mine.
Refrain:
Sing to me, grandma, a quiet lullaby
i will come back to your childhood again
And let the soul touch the song of the nightingale
Sing to me, my grandmother, my family and my melon.
Sing to me, my grandmother, my family and my melon.
Remember, Grandma, the snowstorms,
It always fell asleep on your hands.
And a gentle nightingale song sounded.
A smile shone on your mouth.
And, laying aside the case, the window sits.
I touch the tiny wrinkles on my cheeks,
But you are always young to me.
Every day of your childhood is connected to you.
You taught me the wisdom of life.
In first love, in joy and oil
A true, inseparable girlfriend of mine.
Refrain:
Sing to me, grandma, a quiet lullaby
i will come back to your childhood again
And let the soul touch the song of the nightingale
Sing to me, my grandmother, my family and my melon.
Sing to me, my grandmother, my family and my melon.
Remember, Grandma, the snowstorms,
It always fell asleep on your hands.
And a gentle nightingale song sounded.
A smile shone on your mouth.