LYRICS Sleep, my beautiful good boy,
Bayushki bayu, (expression to lull a baby to sleep)
Quietly the moon is looking
Into your cradle.
I will tell you fairy tales
And sing you little songs,
But you must slumber, with your little eyes closed,
Bayushki bayu.
...
I will die from yearning,
Inconsolably waiting,
I'll pray the whole day long,
And at night I'll wonder,
I'll think that you're in trouble
Far away in a strange land.
Sleep now, as long as you know no sorrows,
Bayushki bayu.
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