The song:
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The lyrics:
My dear mother, you got up before dawn
And took me to the fields from the village.
I collected it on the road and took me far away,
And gave me an embroidered towel for good luck.
Gathered on the road, the road and saw me far away,
And the embroidered towel for luck, gave me a share.

Let the
blooming gardenshine on it, like a spring fairy tale,On a nightingale night.
And a mother's love will smile at me a quiet caress,
And your blue eyes, a pensive look.
And a mother's love will smile at me a quiet affection,
And your blue eyes, a sad, pensive look.

I will take that towel, spread it like a share,
In the quiet rustle of herbs, in the chirping of oak trees.
And on the fine embroidery everything that is dear to pain will blossom,
And separation, and my childhood, and love.
And on the fine embroidery, everything
that is dear to pain will blossom, And separation, and childhood, and mother's sweet love.



The composer:
Mayboroda (1918-1989) - Ukrainian composer. Maiboroda, whose brother Heorhiy Maiboroda was also a composer, studied at the Gliere Music College. In 1938 Maiboroda enrolled in the Kyiv Conservatory in Kyiv where he studied under Levko Revutsky, graduating in 1947. Maiboroda taught at the Gliere Music College from 1947 to 1950.



The score:
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