Мамина песенка | ХИТЫ ИНАЧЕ (Колыбельная всех мам Земли на английском языке)

Идея видеоклипа продолжает идею песни. Перед нами одна за другой появляются матери с детьми из разных стран и народов мира. Меняются лица, национальные одежды и культуры. Но от одного края Земли до другого остаётся неизменным то, чему не нужен перевод, - любовь матери к своему ребёнку. Эта песня посвящается всем мамам Земли. Разные страны. Разные языки. Одна любовь. 🎧 Рекомендуется слушать в наушниках. My mother sang and rocked my cradle Softly through the quiet night. High above, the distant stars Watched us in their gentle light. They listened as my mother sang, Her voice so tender, soft and low. Wrapped within her gentle song, I closed my eyes and drifted off. Like a prayer, her song surrounded me, Filled with tenderness and love. All through the night I slept in peace Beneath the silent stars above. When the storm grew wild around us, When I woke and cried in fear, Mother took me in her arms And held me close and kept me near. Safe within her arms I rested; No storm could ever frighten me. Mother's song would chase the shadows, And I would drift back into dreams. Sweet old song from my childhood, Carefree days now long since gone, Still I hear you deep within me, Still your melody lives on. When the midnight stars are shining, Or a storm is raging outside, When I lie awake and restless With a sadness I can't hide, Then my thoughts return to childhood, And my mother feels so near. Once again I hear her singing, Soft and gentle in my ear. Through the long, dark...