Текст песни Деточки - 1

Fog spreads over the field, hugs the earth
Mother over her son, as over grief, quietly humming:
"Sleep, baby, fall asleep, my dear ... Sleep closes the eyelids.
Sleep since I fed you in this terrible age.
The lonely wind lulls you.
Take to their lands in black and white at night.
Go to sleep, let life fly by the enemy
To wake up and not see the world around. "