Lyrics Марко Поло - Странные Дети

Lovely children, strange children
With the cubs running together in the forest
Than in the forest and in the moonlight
To sleep at night did not go to the cut
They sang dreams and in a more often manner
Songs of magical tide of lace
Children did not sleep, children listened to
And walked, where they were ordered by the moon

Sly witches, old witches
Night sometimes did not hurry to sleep
Witches learned that brazen kids
They took and tamed the moon
Stars dance only to those who are younger
Sons ... Strictly talking here
Whose dried souls, whose skin dried
Who always punishes the witch

Nice little darling, good-hearted goblin
Us, poor children, you help
Witches learned about our secret
And keep us, poor children, locked up
Ancient forces, mighty forces
Soon wake up from a prophetic dream
Sleep is not beautiful, not at all beautiful
If you were asked to lead the moon

The children grew up, became big
Trails forgotten in the mysterious forest
Lived as a thousand years before they lived
And will live more than one hundred years
With them and the best guards in the world
Old dogs from the breed of cubs
Yes, that's not the problem: capricious children
Sleep at night does not want