Текст песни Vivienne Mort - Колискова

Hands gently dozing
Quietly stroking your tummy.
Disasters do not exist until
While you are in her arms.

Sleep…
Sleep on the wings of white-white owls…

And Dad flew into space,
And Dad there.
Dad flew into space,
But mom is always with you,
Mom is here.

There are little kittens
Squeeze the soft paws.
You hear how seriously owls
Do we sing a lullaby?

Sleep…
No sad thoughts fabulous dream…

There, in good pink dreams,
The fairies rustle on the flowers,
There they gather poppies,
You never cried there.

No…
You will not cry in your sleep…

And Dad flew into space,
And Dad there.
Dad flew into space,
But mom is always with you,
Mom is here.
But mom is always with you,
Mom… here…