Stefania

Stefania mother, mother Stefania
The field is blooming, but she is turning gray
Sing me a lullaby, mother
I want to hear your native word again

She rocked me, gave me rhythm
And probably the strength of will cannot be taken from me, because she gave it
Probably knew maybe more than Solomon
I will always come to you through broken roads

She won't wake me up, won't wake me up in a strong storm
She will take me in her arms, as if they were bullets
She knew me very well, she wasn't deceived
When she was very tired, she rocked me in rhythm

Lullabies lullabies lullabies rock

Stefania mother, mother Stefania
The field is blooming, but she is turning gray
Sing me a lullaby, mother
I want to hear your native word again

I'm not in swaddling clothes, no more, enough
Even if I didn't grow up, I would pay for things
I wasn't a child, she continues to lose her nerves
I walked, if only I found you

You are still young, oh mother at the peak
If I don't appreciate the care at the peak, glory to me in vain
Kill this peak, I would bake, with my love

Lullabies lullabies lullabies rock

Stefania mother, mother Stefania
The field is blooming, but she is turning gray
Sing me a lullaby, mother
I want to hear your native word again

Stefania mother, mother Stefania
The field is blooming, but she is turning gray
Sing me a lullaby, mother
I want to hear your native word again