From the recording LULLABY FOR THE WORLD
A traditional lullaby form Bosnia
Lyrics
Sleep son, sleep son
the dream betrayed you
you´re flying, you´re flying
on the sea of coins
Some people are smithing, some people are smithing
another are gilding
the third ones are carrying , the third ones are carrying
The Apple of Gold
Mother suffers, mother suffers
she remain a widow
mother suffers, mother suffers
she remain a widow