Текст песни Ольга Тишина - Колыбельная

What keeps me
On this earth?
Weird...
I'm leaving at night
On a blue broom
Smoothly.
My path will be simple
And just like a day
Leveled
What wears me
On this earth?
Wind...

Downstairs under me
Cocks
Quickly,
They are far away
But I know that
Close.
What am I afraid?
After all, we are native
God,
And how to say Fly -
After all, it is already
Many.

Forward to winds -
Towards Moon
Blindly,
According to blue waves
Unrestrained
Sky.
Under the star itself
I'm crying a broom:
"Vira !!"
Yes that my pain
In comparison with all
Peace?!

moon
Slides in my hair
And gets lost there
Stars evening Waltz,
String
Slightly shame on bass,
Good night friends!
I will miss you forever without you
Let you
Smear bright dreams,
Such bright that
I'm afraid I don't even have enough words.
And I
I'm a countdown to the star
And I will become simple
One of the dreams ...

... wake up - dark,
And the scope of hand
Touch.
Watch the window,
You immediately me
Remember
But suddenly, where night
Dawn in the morning
Dust
See how me
Broom head
In Corkscrew! ..