Do Ciebie Mamo [List do Matki] [English translation]
Do Ciebie Mamo [List do Matki] [English translation]
Mommy... Mommy...
Mommy, it’s very sad and strange,
odd trees grow here
and no one knows silence.
Mommy, don't think I’m complaining,
I only feel sorry for the lost dreams,
for the childhood days, my days...
I see our house again
and you, Mommy, inside.
I recall an old maple tree,
dark and high like growing smoke...
Oh, Mommy, I call your name,
you’re with me again,
like in the good old days...
I see our house again
and you, Mommy, inside.
I recall an old maple tree,
dark and high like growing smoke...
Oh, Mommy, I rock you in my heart,
I write a letter to you,
as dark as this night...
That's not true, Mommy,
I will send you another letter tomorrow…
Everything’s fine, oh, Mommy,
just as it should’ve been.
And you, Mommy, put your head down,
it’s still dark, sleep well.
Oh, Mommy...
I see our house again
and you, Mommy, inside.
I recall an old maple tree,
dark and high like growing smoke...
Oh, Mommy, I rock you in my heart,
I write a letter to you,
as dark as this night...
That's not true, Mommy,
I will send you another letter tomorrow…
Everything’s fine, oh, Mommy,
just as it should’ve been.
And you, Mommy, put your head down,
it’s still dark, sleep well.
Oh, Mommy... Mommy...
- Artist:Violetta Villas