Текст песни ВАТРА - Верховинська колискова

Oh, what eagles
They took off from the mountain -
Wide wings?
That darkness-darkness,
That night is dark
Burns covered.

Oh, who's outside the window,
Behind the white canvas
Not fit to sleep?
The cradle of the swing
And the sun looks ...
That's our mother.

Pass, zazhuronko,
Fly, little cuckoo,
Light up, dawn,
That the son did not know troubles
And was always healthy,
Like our mountains.

Oh, who's outside the window,
Behind the white canvas
Can't sleep?
The cradle shakes
And the sun is looking out ...
That's our mother.

Pass, sad,
Fly, cuckoo,
Shine, star,
That the son did not know troubles
And was always healthy,
Like our mountains.