Текст песни В Толкунова, О Анофриев, И Сурина - Колыбельная песнь в бурю

Ah! uymis you storm!
Do not make noise , eating !
My baby napping
Sweet in the cradle .

You thunderstorm uymisya
Do not wake the child;
Swept , the clouds
Black , aside !

Storms are still many
Ahead , perhaps,
And do not just care
Dream it will alarm & quot ;.

Sleep, child , quietly ...
Here storm subsides ;
mother care
Your dream guards .

Tomorrow , as you wake up
And open your eyes,
Met again the sun ,
And the love and affection !