Текст песни Скомороший Бунт - Колыбельная волчка

Hush, Little Baby, Do not Say a Word,
You lozhisya on the edge,
Thrice crows cricket
There will come a gray top.
There will come a gray top
And bite for bochok-
Know your little heart
Pounding like a wolf.
Bayu, Baiushki-Baiushki,
You can not hide in the ears of pillows,
Let volchishka next lie
And in your ear to say something.
From his silent words,
Scatter the evil owls
And you hear in the night,
Bird prophetic cries.
Bayu, bye, bye-bye,
Do not close your eyes,
Above you top bow
And sliznet tear eyelids.
With eyes disappear veil yes
And the window vpolzet moon
Not yours and not mine,
A bestial.
In the morning a gray top,
Flee into the thick woods,
And you will
His ears and eyes.
To see the human evil,
Word hear thieves,
To the heart of wolfish
It does not forgive the bastards!