Mother your children are like birds
<h3>Verse 1</h3> <p>For as long as I can remember,<br> The windows always glowed for me,<br> In the room filled with quiet spring,<br> And embroidered towels on the wall.<br> In that sacred, peaceful chamber,<br> A child’s heart would read and know<br> Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes,<br> And golden patterns in a row.</p> <h3>Chorus</h3> <p><strong>Mother, your children are like birds,</strong><br> <strong>Spreading wings into the sky.</strong><br> <strong>Mother, to your tender room,</strong><br> <strong>We’ll return again by and by.</strong>.....
