Текст песни Лиза Гауфе - Петь колыбельную

I am a quiet song
You would have sang
About happiness and about pain,
About sad sadness.
And again I would quietly stuck
The fact that rushes in me on the part.

So cold sometimes sometimes
Medium bright burning flame
And how the heart suddenly freezes
From your silence.

There is no point in crying, he does not confuse to madness
Who I need and with whom
I'd rather meet sunrises
With whom to sing the sun lullaby

How cold sometimes sometimes
Medium bright burning flame
And as a heart inside freezes
From your silence.