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Moonlit nursery interior, a wooden cradle rests beneath an open window. Bunny stands beside it, gently rocking the cradle and whispering 'Bayu-bay' as little baby sleeping in the crandle dozes with a faint smile.
Moonlight peeks on the cradle, bright. Little grey bunny whispers, "Sleep tight." The blonde baby sighs, "Mm, night." A Belarusian lullaby floats, gentle and light. "Bayu-bay," hums Bunny, rocking just right.
Moonlit nursery, curtains lifted by night breeze reveal distant dark forest. Bunny leans over the cradle asking 'Do you hear forests dream?', while little baby sleeping in the crandle blinks slowly, lashes catching the silver light.
"Do you hear forests dream?" asks Bunny, serene. Baby blinks; tiny lashes gleam. "Hush-hush," he coos, like a stream. Fields of Belarus sway in beam. The translated lullaby threads each dream.
Beside a gently rattling window, the quiet nursery is bathed in starlight. Bunny traces a constellation on the fogged glass as little baby sleeping in the crandle yawns, tiny hand reaching toward the glittering sky outside.
Window winds tap soft and low. Little grey bunny murmurs, "We'll go slow." Baby yawns, whispers, "Hello, glow." Stars knit blankets, silver and snow. Belarusian hush translates, "Rest, little brow," below.
Soft moonlit glow fills the hushed nursery. Bunny tucks a blanket around little baby sleeping in the crandle, who smiles gently as the silvery light outlines the wooden cradle.
"All the world is sleeping," they peep. Bunny tucks the cradle, promises to keep. Baby smiles, drifting deep. "Bayu-bay," breathes night, a gentle sweep. Belarusian dreams glow safe in sleep.
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