Текст песни Ксенчак Наталия - Лунная колыбель

Moonlight cradle

1) Under the merry jingle of stars, the singing harps,
   In the magical radiance of the heavenly spark, their milliard ...
   I go and train sparks flit cold for me ...
   I'm in front of you - the air, as if I were a cloud of bliss ... a cloud of bliss ...

The open windows will pour down rain midnight trills,
Ringing the stars until dawn would we sang and sang ...
And we fall asleep with a happy smile on a silk bed
So, if covered with a veil of oblivion in the heavenly
Moon cradle ...

2) Crystal ladder up to the moon itself,
   Until the end of heaven, we came up with ...
   And higher than the brightest stars we vsporhnem over the world,
   Like a dream weightless flight to the glare of moonlight ... Moonlight ...

10th of August

(Written in honor of the marriage of my dear friend)