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<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></p> <h3>Verse 2</h3> <p>That endless childhood temptation –<br> Open the door and you will see,<br> A table dressed in Sunday white<br> And mother waiting patiently.</p> <h3>Verse 3</h3> <p>For as long as I can remember,<br> That white cloth always shone so bright.<br> In your room, dear mother, I know,<br> Every day felt like Sunday light.</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></p> <h3>Verse 4</h3> <p>Maybe far from home and shelter,<br> My wings will falter in the air.<br> The star will fade, and after that –<br> No more nightingales anywhere.</p> <h3>Verse 5</h3> <p>Son, remember this, my son –<br> No matter where life takes your flight,<br> All may leave their mother’s home,<br> But none forget its gentle light.</p> <h3>Chorus (x2)</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></p>

15 August 2025

Mother your children are like birds

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