Текст песни Башня Rowan - Колыбельная об Орешнике

In the thickets of hazel at the very stream
Barefoot my boyfriend
The evening dropped. They filled the Earth.
Du-Si-La-Sol-la.

Terms approached, without having no interference.
In the water stream heavy walnut drops.
Fish is watching how the nut goes to the bottom,
Fishing depth.

Overnight on the hill in the belt rose snow.
There is now winter, there is a snow-white blard.
Here, under the hill, where only the idle shoulder,
Time does not flow.

The sun will not look, and water will not dry,
Angels and snow from the hill will not come down here.
Standing at the stream, I hear - there, away sing:
Baiushki bye.