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Tare necajita ai fost mama Iarna, vara, orice timp trecând Cât era de frig si de caldura Tot desculta te-am vazut umblând
N-ai purtat o haina mai ca lumea O scurteica veche doar aveai Dar si pe aceea totdeauna Doar de sarbatori o îmbracai
Ochii tai ardeau ca doua stele Le mai vad luminile si azi Boabe mari de lacrime ca roua Le stergeai cu mâna pe obraz
Tot asa te stiu de cand tin minte Pe picioare-ai mers la drum mereu Nici în car nu te suiai de teama Boilor sa nu le fie greu
Ce pacat ca n-ai trait maicuta C-ai plecat fara de timp în lut Ce pantofi ti-as fi adus acum Si ce haina, azi, ai fi avut
Ce pacat ca n-ai trait maicuta c-ai plecat fara de timp în lut Ce pantofi ti-as fi adus acuma Si ce haina ai fi avut
Mama esti mai frumoasa ca o duminica fara sfârsit Când se-aude plânsul ierbii Sunând sub câmpul înverzit
Acolo peste munti de gheata Unde miroase a gutui Stau zâne albe si învata Ruga ta spusa nimanui
Cu cât ma-ndeparteaza vremea Cu cât te uita carnea mea Eu ma gândesc plângând la clipa când nu te voi putea vedea
Ce dar sa-ti dau dar ce pot înca din saracia care-o am Decât sa te întorc la clipa Acelor ani când nu eram
Mama esti mai frumoasa ca o diminica fara sfârsit Când se-aude plânsul ierbii Sunând sub câmpul înverzit
Nu am nu am moarte cu tine nimic eu nici macar nu te urasc cum te blestema unii — la fel cum lumina pârasc
dar ce-ai face tu si cum ai trai de-ai avea mama si-ar muri dar ce-ai face tu si cum ar fi de-ai avea copii si-ar muri?
Nu am moarte cu tine nimic Eu nici macar nu te urasc Oi fi tu mare, eu oi fi mic Dar propria-mi viata traiesc Nu frica, nu teama Mila de tine mi-i Ca n-ai avut niciodata mama Ca n-ai avut niciodata copii Nu am moarte cu tine niMIC
TRAD
Loud have been troubled mother Winter, summer, every time passing How was the cold and heat Also I saw you walking barefoot
You wear a coat in May the world An old knee-long only you had But the one forever Only festive dress
Your eyes burned like two stars Lights and see them today Broad beans with tears like dew Delete them by hand on cheek
So you know you remember On foot you always walk on the road Neither the car and they went up not fear Horse not to be hard
What a pity you have not lived nun C time you left without clay What I'd brought shoes now And that coat today you had
What a pity you have not lived nun c time you left without clay What I'd brought shoes now And what clothes you had
Mother are more beautiful that endless Sunday When be heard weeping grass Calling in green field
There, over the mountains of ice Where the smell of quinces White fairies sit and learn Your Ruga told anyone
The I-ndeparteaza time The Look at my flesh I think crying the moment when I will not be able to see
What gift to give you but you can still of poverty that I have Rather than go back to the moment Those years when I was not
Mother are more beautiful a decrease endless When be heard weeping grass Calling in green field
I have I have dying with you nothing I do not even hate you As you curse some - just as light PARASCA
but what would you do and how you live You have the mother would die but what would you do and like of you have children and die?
I dead to you nothing I do not even hate you You may be great, I have small sheep But living my own life No fear, no fear I pity you and That you've never had mother That you've never had children I dead to you nothing!
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