Текст песни Сруб - рада

quietly close the doors
cradle children
flame bite the shadows
we believe in night trails

we are pleased with the house at liberty
breathes quietly beneath us field
warm summer nights are you glad
we do not need anything else with you

morning foggy, cold
glad to go back
tired of walking nights
the sun rises alo

we are pleased with the house at liberty
quietly breathes under us field
warm summer nights are you glad
we do not need anything else with you

to ardent ravines we
in the night and in the cold
incense breathes
cooled garden