Текст песни Сплин - Спи, дитя мое, снаряды пролетели мимо

Sleep, my child
Shells flew past
In the sky more
Do not slide the spotlights
We drove past the fire truck
Close your eyes and go to sleep soon .
Sweet Dreams!

We fly high above the earth
Go somewhere flush with the ground
Lie deep under the ground

Somewhere above
Floor playing piano
dries
On large sheets of paper, watercolor
Sleep, my child
Shells flew past
Sleep, my child
Formed projectiles on target

We fly high above the earth
Come on, somewhere in the Level of a land
Lie deep underground.