And we are a song for you
Let's sing, loving you!
Morning Dawn …
The whole Earth is waiting for you …
Love scarlet face
Young man and old man
Round dance girls
Crystal water waves,
Birds fly to you
Sweet to all of us your outfit
Morning Dawn
The whole earth is waiting for you!
Ahhh …
Velichal'naya pesnya Utrenney Zare!
Akh ty, Zorya! Zoryushka!
Osveti nam polyushko,
Chtoby yagody s gribami
Vidny stali pod kustami,
Chtob v rose ne mokli nogi,
Zaberi rosu s dorogi,
A my pesnyu dlya tebya,
Propoyom, tebya lyubya!
Utrennyaya Zarya …
Zhdot tebya vsya Zemlya…
Lyubyat tvoy alyy lik
Yunosha i starik,
Devushek khorovod,
Volny khrustal'nykh vod,
Ptitsy k tebe letyat,
Mil vsem nam tvoy naryad,
Utrennyaya Zarya,
Zhdot tebya vsya Zemlya!
A-a-a …
And the Morning Dawn rose, covering the east of the sky with the scarlet train of her clothing and singing in her clear and gentle voice:
Song of the Morning Dawn!
A-a-a …
Wake up, Earth, from the mists and grew,
Plait, tidy birch silk braid,
Lick your wonderful spring water to wash,
Soon the sun rises in the sky blue
For boys and flowers to animals and chicks
For every blade of grass …
And to meet with you,
Dear land,
A-a-a …
A-a-a …
Pesnya Utrenney Zari!
A-a-a …
Prosypaysya, Zemlya, ot tumanov i ros,
Zapletay, pribiray shelk berezovykh kos,
Lik svoy divnyy omoy klyuchevoyu vodoy,
Skoro Solntse vzoydet v vyshine goluboy
Dlya rebyat i tsvetov,
Dlya zverey i ptentsov,
Dlya travinki lyuboy …
I dlya vstrechi s toboy,
Dorogaya Zemlya,
A-a-a …
And the song of the Morning Dawn floated above the Earth – the Song of Life.
The birds awoke and chirped in their nests. They began to spread their wings and prepare to fly out of the nests into the high morning sky. Herbs raised their leaves to the scarlet morning sky. Flowers, listening to the Song of Life, squinted after sound sleep, opening their inflorescences towards the Morning, exuding their fragrance in the freshness of the early morning.
Tender bells with flowers greet the Morning Dawn with a gentle song chime, heard only by nature, welcoming the Morning Dawn.
The flowers, listening to the Song of Life, squinted after a sound sleep, plowing their inflorescences towards Zara, exuding their fragrance in the freshness of early Morning. Tender bells shook their flowers, greet the Morning Dawn that has ascended to heaven with a gentle song chime, heard only by nature …:
Flowers sing – bells
Din-don … Din-don …
Din-don … Din-don …
Our cheerful ringing is not heard
Not a cowgirl on a meadow
He plays the horn himself …
Not two friends at the pond,
Water splashes out loud …
Not to the tractor driver in the fields,
Not a flock of jackdaws in poplars …
Everyone is busy with something else,
They don’t listen to us ringing …
Only Morning listens to our ringing
And our singing under Din-don …
Din-don … Din-don …
Din-don … Din-don …
Pesnya tsvetov – kolokol'chikov
Din'-don … Din'-don … Din'-don …
Din'-don … Ne slyshen nash vesolyy zvon,
Ni pastushonku na luzhke,
On sam igrayet na rozhke …
Ni dvum podruzhkam u pruda,
Tam gromko pleshchetsya voda …
Ni traktoristu na polyakh,
Ni staye galok v topolyakh …
Vse chem-to zanyaty drugim,
Ne slushayut, kak my zvenim …
Lish' Utro slushayet nash zvon
I nashe pen'ye pod Din'-don …
Din'-don … Din'-don …
Din'-don … Din'-don …
White daisies opened their flowers and stared into the sky at the Morning Dawn and in anticipation of the first morning rays of the Sun.
