Текст песни Линдалэ Тэлери - Колыбельная Элен

Walter Scott. From the "Virgin of the Lake"
  Sleep, soldier, the end of the war!
                         Forget about the abusive field,
                      Do not torment yourself in a sweet dream
                         Not a wound, not a pain.
                      Have a rest now,
                         By trusting our care,
                      Silent music, believe me
                         In this sweet nap.
                      Sleep, soldier, end the war!
                      Do not torment yourself in a sweet dream,
                      Forget about the abusive field,
                      And about wounds and pain.

                      Will not wake you here
                         No armor rattling.
                      No trumpeter, trumpeted in his horn,
                         No horses zealous neighing;
                      Only the lark here
                         Does he shout in the clearing?
                      Or the shot will begin to roll
                         Knock out on the drum.
                      Will not wake you here
                      No trumpeter, the signal of a trumpet,
                      No armor rattling,
                      No horses zealous neighing.
Sleep, hunter, it's time to sleep.
                         Your anxiety has departed.
                      The sun will appear in the morning -
                         Heard the sound of the horn.
                      Sleep! Dogs sleep around.
                         Sleep! The deer fell asleep in the hollow.
                      Sleep! Forget that eternal sleep
                         Your beautiful horse is sleeping now.
                      Sleep, hunter, it's time to sleep,
                      Sleep, do not think until morning.
                      Do not raise the alarm here,
                      Do not wake the sound of the horn.