A keresés eredménye

There somewhere far away

There, to where my thoughts fly
The most beautiful dawns break
Oh, my dearest mother
Foreign lands are like a cold sea
Oh, my dearest mother
Foreign lands are like a cold sea
 
There, to where my thoughts fly
Are most beautiful white winters
Oh, my dearest mother
Your son will return from desolate foreign lands
Oh, my dearest mother
Your son will return from desolate foreign lands
 
There, to where my thoughts fly
Dear eyes await me
Oh, my dearest mother
Your son will return to you from foreign lands
Oh, my dearest mother
Your son will return to you from foreign lands