Белая кошка [Belaya koshka] [English translation]

I wil turn into the white cat

And get into the cradle

I'm coming to you, my dear little baby,

I will be your minstrel.

I will sit in your cradle

And sing you lullabies,

For the little bells could jingle

And hop flowers could blossom.

I will turn into the white bird

And fly through the window

To rise into the clear sky

To the bright sun beam.

The sonorous warbles will soar out of the sky

All warbles are of spring time,

For the little bells could jingle

And hop flowers could blossom.

I will turn into the human,

And come back home

And I will take you in my arms,

My dear, my darling.

I wil turn into the white cat

And get into the cradle

I'm coming to you, my dear little baby,

I will be your minstrel.

I will sit in your cradle

And sing you lullabies,

For the little bells could jingle

And hop flowers could blossom.