Текст песни Ольга Кот - Колыбельная лесной девы

Lullaby virgin forest
Domenica 83
You bring back the corner of her cloak ... Past Sleepless Town Hall does not run through,
Volley holds bronze musket, if love must learn to forgive,
Then goodbye.
In the impure, behind the ramparts, on a bed of desecrated feather
Sleeps my king, who lost an unfair fight - that was not nice king.
As promised, keep and preserve, or leave it on the doorstep of the monastery.
Strange ship sailing to the coast, will be able to save you, to take out of the sea.
That's my girl, warm hands of others - no longer hold her, do not lull.
An old tree with a canopy of clouds softly calling to him - will quietly sleep.