Текст песни Олеся Бушмакина - Колыбельная

In the big field
Sleeping Don Cossack.
Cross on the chest
Illuminated by the moon.
Near his horse
Oh yes the black sheep.
Sleeping hugging his Cossack
With a pale hand.
Dreaming of his house
Yes stanitsy people,
And over the Don over the river
Songs are floating in the distance.
Snow-white table
Covered with a tablecloth
Dashing led the table
Ataman is sitting.
His frown
He drinks bitter
Raised up for the Cossack
I’m voicing the template.
Mother sang to him -
Oh luli-luli!
When in the field where he fell,
There were cranes.