Текст песни 100 Дверей - Осенний Лес

In more often, between pines and black oxes,
Whose baby left one ...
Poor baby in the dark forest
Pale baby in a terrible forest,
Crying a baby - around anyone.
Who in more often forgot one?
Stupid baby in black forest
Who threw you in this forest?
The wind to us donomil
He wondered without his strength, did not ask for anything.
Sang him the wind in the forest
Slow wind in a terrible forest:
"Lag, my baby, in crude dew,
I drove you with warm foliage. "
Poor baby in the dark forest
You will not wake up in this forest.
The wind does not know how his name was ...
Slide foliage, and under it - no one.
Soon she will turn away by the wind,
The wind sighs - and again silence ...
My baby sleeps in a good forest,
Sleep, will not wake up, in the dark forest ...