Kazatchia kolybelnaïa

Sleep, my baby, my sweet
Sleep, go to sleep!
The moon is silently watching you
In your cradle
I will tell you fairy tales
And sing you lullabies
But you must sleep, with your little eyes closed,
Sleep, go to sleep.

The time shall come, when
you shall know the life of a warrior
You shall step boldly into the saddle
And take your gun
The saddle blanket for your workhorse
I will sew in silk for you
Sleep now, my dear child,
Sleep, go to sleep.

You shall be a hero
And you shall be a Cossack at heart
I will hasten to accompany you
You will wave me goodbye.
And how many silent bitter tears
Shall I shed that night!
Sleep, my angel, peacefully, softly
Sleep, go to sleep!
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