Stefanіja mamo mamo Stefanіja
Rozkvіtaє pole, a vona sivіє
Zaspіvaj menі mamo koliskovu
Hochu shhe pochuti tvoє rіdne slovo
Vona mene kolisala dala menі ritm і napevne silu volі ne zabrati v mene, bo dala vona
Napevne znala mozhe bіl'she і vіd Solomona
Lamanimi dorogami prijdu ja zavzhdi do tebe
Vona ne rozbudit', ne budit', mene v sil'nі burі
Zabere v babulі dvі dulі, nіbi voni kulі
Duzhe dobre znala mene ne bula obmanuta, jak bula duzhe vtomlena, gojdala mene v takt
Ljulі ljulі ljulі...
Stefanіja mamo mamo Stefanіja
Rozkvіtaє pole, a vona sivіє
Zaspіvaj menі mamo koliskovu
Hochu shhe pochuti tvoє rіdne slovo
Ja ne v pelenah no ma no ma, hvatit', jak bi ja ne virіs na virіst za rechі platit'
Ja ne mala ditina, vona dalі nervi tratit', ja guljav, shljak bi tebe trafiv
Ti vse moloda o mamo na pіku, jakshho ne cіnju opіku na pіku slavi menі v tupiku
Zabivajte pіku cju pіku, ja bi popіk spіk, svoєju ljubov'ju
Ljulі ljulі ljulі...
Stefanіja mamo mamo Stefanіja
Rozkvіtaє pole, a vona sivіє
Zaspіvaj menі mamo koliskovu
Hochu shhe pochuti tvoє rіdne slovo
Stefanіja mamo mamo Stefanіja
Rozkvіtaє pole, a vona sivіє
Zaspіvaj menі mamo koliskovu
Hochu shhe pochuti tvoє rіdne slovo
Stephanie mom mom Stephanie
The field blooms, and it turns gray
Sing me a lullaby mom
I still want to hear your native word
She rocked me, gave me a rhythm and probably did not take away the strength of will from me, because she gave
She probably knew more than Solomon
I will always come to you by broken roads
She will not wake me, she will not wake me, in strong storms
He will take two muzzles from his grandmother, as if they were bullets
She knew me very well, she was not deceived, she was very tired, she rocked me in time
Luli Luli Luli ...
Stephanie mom mom Stephanie
The field blooms, and it turns gray
Sing me a lullaby mom
I still want to hear your native word
I'm not in diapers but ma no ma, enough, no matter how I grew up to pay for things
I didn't have a child, she still loses her temper, I walked, the slag would hit you
You are all young, mother at the peak, if I do not appreciate the care at the peak of glory to me in a dead end
Kill the peak of this peak, I would burn the peak, with your love
Luli Luli Luli ...
Stephanie mom mom Stephanie
The field blooms, and it turns gray
Sing me a lullaby mom
I still want to hear your native word
Stephanie mom mom Stephanie
The field blooms, and it turns gray
Sing me a lullaby mom
I still want to hear your native word