Текст песни Птица-Гром - Сон-трава

Oh all night again do not sleep again
There is no rest in reality
Bring you maiden
I'm in the sleep-grass

By popular belief
By giving old days
Somewhere there, behind the secret door
Hanging colored dreams

Chorus:
Son-grass Forest
Call me
Charming, I know
Will take sadness
And open the doors
Breaks the seal
It is worth only to believe -
I will dream
Meet

2
Duma is circling with a row
Every time, day by day
Chitry red fox
Waiting for insomnia me

Everywhere reigns silence.
Time stretches hard
If only to the headboard,
I will not fall a dream-grass

3.
Smell sweet and fragrant
In Drem, the head is nicking
And on the bed with silky,
Sleep-grass blooms

Like good watery
Songs pour chime
Prigid, regret
And puts sweet sleep