All dreams and all thoughts about him:Did you sleep at night, did you eat during the day,Does your beloved tummy hurt,Did the little mouth smile?
Let your baby grow, don’t get sick,He warms all his relatives with his tenderness,And everyday fatigue worriesMay it bring you only joy!
You will raise your son as a man,There is no reason for doubt.Maybe he will be a football playerOr a brave hockey player,
Maybe a wise businessmanOr even Superman.You’ll teach him to count,You’ll learn the alphabet again.
Be a hero to your son,So that he is proud of you.We believe you will cope with everythingNo
Let the healthy son grow,Smart, strong, naughty,Your little boy is just a miracle,Struck everyone with beauty!
Beating in a small chestA weightless heart.You, baby, get stronger, growAnd be happy, of course.
For their parentsBecome a support and a joy.After all, they have lit Life in you – a great reward.
From the bottom of my heart I wishTo be very happyYour friendly
Patience of steel – mom,Good luck at work – dad,And even a tiny son –We were quiet for the night.
Grow up together, don’t get sick,Overcome all difficulties.Let the joy be a huge lumpNow it will roll into your house!
Beautiful, cute and funny,Well, clearly Mom’s appearance.Health to you, good news,And in happiness to raise children.