Баю-баюшки баю

Не ложися на краю

Придёт серенький волчок

И укусит за бочок

Sleep my darling tiny one

Tucked within your bed so tight

Else the old grey wolf will come

And grab you by your side

He'll snatch you up between his teeth

If on the bed's edge you sleep

And drag you to the forest deep

Beneath the quaking tree

So close your eyes and fall asleep

Count the little wooly sheep

Tucked so tightly you must keep

Or he will come for you