TATITERA — Колыбельная сердцу

Heart — you little one! Settle down a while… For a moment heed Reason's quiet voice. Gladly with my soul I take all your pain! Sleep, the Lord with you, Hush-a-bye, hush-bye!

Do not touch the wound — It will start to heal; Do not pine for nanny Who has gone to stroll; It is only joking — Wait, she'll come to you. Fall asleep, my little one, Hush-a-bye, hush-bye!

Or else another Nanny will arrive, Sit, a young one, And begin to sing: «Look, my dearest, At my beauty here, And sleep in peace… Hush-a-bye, hush-bye!»

Why did you turn over? Miss the former nurse? Has the old sorrow Woken once again? Is the bench left empty, Though I sing in vain? What of her, the wicked one? Hush-a-bye, hush-bye!

Wait — by summer You will start to grow, — This small cradle Must be traded then. I will give you My big bed instead And blow out the candle. Hush-a-bye, hush-bye!

And the bed is long, And without a nurse One sleeps sweetly-sweetly Till the end of days. You will cease to beat — And forever in paradise, — Only this will haunt your dreams: Hush-a-bye, hush-bye!