A Lullaby for My Country
It is early morning in Belarus, a bit after midnight on the east coast. It is time to go to bed after a day of horror in Belarus. A song by Kasia Kamockaja might suit as a lullaby today. I love this great singer, whose songs really caught the spirit of the time. It is no wonder she is very successful in a Dozen of Hits (Independent Internet charts of Belarus’ music).
A Lullaby for My Country
Sleep, my land, sleep
Sigh, close your eyes.
Listen, it will be ok,
Don’t worry, repose…
Sleep, my land, sleep
In the morning, you will be washed
With warm water
Of new clever lies!
Sleep, my land, sleep!
Sleep, my land, sleep!
For those who want warmth
There will be cheap vodka,
Oil and gas, remedy from a hangover,
Some treats from the master’s table!
For every show,
Scripts are prepared:
About the disloyal, poets,
And a struggling country
Sleep, my land, sleep!
Sleep, my land, sleep!
Sleep, sleep, sleep…
Today there will be a disclosure,
Tomorrow – enemies of the state,
And a day after, as always,
A heroic life
Sleep, Lady Homeland,
The tomorrow is some time later on
Happiness behind the barbed wire,
Your worthless will
Sleep, my land, sleep!
Sleep, my land, sleep!
Sleep, sleep, sleep…
Kasia Kamockaja.
Translation in mine.
A sad song for a sad time. Could you send me the original language varient?
Comment by Artguyken — March 26, 2006 @ 8:05 pm
Sure, you can check the original here - http://gwendelin.livejournal.com/11104.html
Comment by Administrator — March 26, 2006 @ 8:17 pm