Текст песни Татьяна Салаткина - Сон приходит на порог

Sleep comes to the doorstep,
Hang on tight!
One hundred ways,
One hundred roads
For you are open.
Everything in the world rests:
The wind ceases,
The sky is asleep,
The sun is asleep,
And the moon is yawning.

Sleep, my treasure,
You are so rich -
All is yours,
All is yours:
Stars and sunsets.
Tomorrow the sun will wake up,
He will return to us again.
Young,
Gold,
The new day will begin.

To get up early tomorrow
Sunshine to meet,
Need sleep,
To sleep deeply,
Dear little man!
A hare and a monkey sleep,
Sleeping in the den of a bear,
Uncle sleep,
Aunt's asleep,
Sleep and you, baby! ..