mother's song


Silent Night gazed out the window ...
Month floats, silver and high ...
Ringing birds were asleep for a long time ...
Sleep well, and you, my son ...

I know - foe in oversea edge
Glaring at the east,
He wants to take away your freedom
And happiness is yours, son ...

Shines bright window in the Kremlin ...
Visible in the distance a golden flame ...
Honest people on earth peace
Protect you, son ...

Your childhood protects the entire country -
The path before you is broad!
Stalin keeps anxiety and adversity
Your cradle, my son ... 1951