Cierra la boca, Mi dulce criatura. Estas hambriento Lo puedo notar.
Mas hoy no hay comida y, yo lo presiento, No la habrá en un tiempo más.
Cantaré un rato, si eso es de ayuda Siéntate quieto en éste lugar. Olvida el hambre y duerme profundo Sueña que en un banquete estás.
Basta comida, música viva Corre y ve con el general. Dile que en casa los niños suplican Por una mordida
Del más simple pan...
***translation
Close your mouth, My sweet child You are hungry, And I can tell.
But today, there is no food And I can just feel it, There won't be For another long while.
I'll sing a while, if that helps a little Sit down still. Right here, beside me. Forget the hunger, sleep peacefully Dream that you are in a feast.
So much food, and lovely music Run to speak to the General. Tell him, back home the children are begging For just one bite
Of the plainest bread
The Holodomor was a famine in the Ukrainian Soviet Socialist Republic in 1932 and 1933 that killed up to about 10 million Ukrainians. Holomodor literally translates as "hunger"
Poorly translated at the moment, shall improve it later on.