Белая кошка [Belaya koshka] [English translation]

I will turn into a white cat

And climb into the cradle.

I came to be by you, my sweet little one,

I will be your minstrel.

I will sit in your cradle

And sing lullabies,

So the bells would ring

And hops flowers would bloom.

I will turn into a white bird,

And fly out of the window

To soar into the clear sky

Towards the bright ray of sun.

Ringing trills will flow from the sky,

All the spring bird trills,

So the bells would ring

And hops flowers would bloom.

I will turn into a person

And return home.

I will take you into my hands,

My dear, my sweet.

I will turn into a white cat

And climb into the cradle.

I came to be by you, my sweet little one,

I will be your minstrel.

I will sit in your cradle

And sing lullabies,

So the bells would ring

And hops flowers would bloom.