Текст песни ВерЛен - Колыбельная палачу

Album & quot; Oh, listen! & Quot; (1990)

Words: I.Lisyanskaya

EXECUTIONER

Love me, the executioner!
I have a gift for you:
Softer wax coat
And neck like candle -

No thicker than one candle,
What your mother was holding,
Bending over you
Correct blanket.

You grew up in her joy.
As children of the whole neighborhood,
You slept holding randomly
Infant hand.

Well, who would have thought,
With this weaker vessel
I forgot to complete God
At least a lullaby.

You would sing it to me
Before my demise,
Covering his face
Hand as a mask.

You sang to me, do not cry,
Sleep forever sweet,
I am your executioner,
You are to me - a mystery.

      1981