This is a fairy tale almost without words. Just close your eyes and feel the embrace of those who love you more than anything in the world.
The moon could not fall asleep in its heavenly cradle. A small cloud softly sang a lullaby to it - and its silver eyes slowly closed.
At night, a silvery moonlit path stretches through the garden. Dreams walk along it, silent travelers searching for their children.
The breeze Shshur flies around the windows every night and brings the children sleepy smells - lavender, mom's perfume, warm bread. And when you fall asleep - he is there.
A lilac wind blows softly from the evening garden - and a child in a cradle falls asleep, breathing in a sweet sleep. Nature knows how to lull those who listen.
Little Yulia couldn't fall asleep. Dad didn't try to persuade her - he just sat next to her and quietly stroked her hair. And it turned out that this was the best bedtime story.
Mother owl Ugu sings a lullaby to her nine little owls. Her low, warm voice fills the forest, lulling everything, even the stars, to sleep.
Kitten Dream loves to sleep on her grandmother's lap. They purr to each other and fall asleep together in the warmth.
Little Star had just been born and didn't want to sleep. The moon gently rocked her with its silver ray - and she had her first dream.
A little cloud named Pukhninka flies quietly over Timko's crib and takes away all the scary thoughts. And when a bad dream came at night, she gently hugged the boy and returned sweet dreams to him.