Текст песни Александр Щербина - Колыбельная-плач

And how will it go all night to be angry
Either blizzard, or the beast
Will become Mother
Lubyana cradle.

Will post all night
Harvest-rholic-fire:
You come from home away
My deubs do not touch.

Let forget about tears,
Having traveled in that delirium ...
Sleep, cute, for you
Cry Angels in the corner.

Angel candle will light up
Long be on the little ...
Someone is waiting outside the door:
Either blizzard, or death.

Sleep w, tayushkha-bahi,
Fume no further than two chains
Good God in Paradise
Give you sweet cocks.

Dogrite for the Candle morning,
Hiswo does a blizzard ...
Will become Mother
Ice cradle.