Lullaby for the flame

In English it would be as follows: "Power of the living-live, listen to my words: calm down, go to sleep wherever they raged. On top do not go to the bottom do not go, rest your land, go to sleep on her breast. Kindled again is about? Will be the opposite: quiet roll into a ball, like a housecat. In the stove rather, in a fire, you're bitter and sharp, too far from their wings stretched out, will abundantly picked up, smoke your path ... Stop and sleep: you can not go any further."
Something like this, as far as electronic translator coped.
Poem of the Asmela - [link]
Song version - [link]