Текст песни Си Ма - Колыбельная

Not sad, honey,
This is not about.
The pain sareny Ya
Snow.
Became-chayale:
Give it easy to breathe!
Thoughts of random
Scroll.

Under the moon pale leak,
And the eyes are poor.
The beam of that moon penetrated
In dreams.
Bright gestures white sleep,
Away to attack.
Blessed in challenge
Fit.