Текст песни Екатерина Ачилова - Грустная колыбельная

Tightly alloy, my light,
In the house where there is no light,
Where is the knee snow,
Where the century stopped.

Tightly, kid,
In the world Milong roofs,
And with a lullaby merge
Leaves of the autumn sob.

Extend
In the sky, Milong Stars,
Tomorrow one star
Will fly out of the nest.

Tomorrow will fall asleep in the oven
Sun rays
In the lunar sweeping dust
Star ships.

Blue Cloak Night
Looks at the door gap
Winds in the pipe sing,
Somewhere windows beat.

Is jokes in this witches
Will houses,
Will burn in the oven
Leaves of autumn vortex.

This old house
Where is the knee snow
Will dream of
So that the eyelids awake.

So that the tea was brewed,
To lit the candle,
To bloom fire
And the palm came to life.

To - tick-so, tick-like
Again the watch went,
To seven winds
Star ships

Muschai in September.
To through the autumn crying
Walnly sang a zory
Eternally live trumpets.

But behind the darkness of the darkness
Snow nests vit
So again winter
Soon it takes its own.

Blue Cloak Night
Looks at the door gap
And on the heels behind her
The world removes snow.

Tightly alloy, my light,
In the house where there is no light,
Where is the knee snow,
Where the century stopped.