Текст песни Калыханка - Вечарнiца

In the field, forest far,
On pritihnuv yard
Peeks from behind the clouds
Vetashok as old grandfather.
Quiet Stars, b birds
Siganul from a height,
We hid in the cushions,
Will affect fairytale-dreams.
Across the river, behind the mountain
Living our fabulous hero,
I just at a time
There was I - you my story.

Sleeping under the Christmas tree zaychatki,
Under the ground - black mole,
The hollow - vaverchanyatki,
And on a blanket - gray cat.
I tired birds,
Dozing fish in the water ...
You sleep, my pyastushki,
Tomorrow is a new day.
Beavers sleep, sleep bison,
Oak immemorial on the mountain,
Willow sleeping under the mountain,
He sleeps little, our hero.