Song of the Night
I keep all secrets, and there is no doubt about it,
And I give my world to everyone, the world of sweet dreams …
In the early morning world is joyful and bright.
And this wonderful hour, the magical Dream noted
With his gift of dreams that he brought to as a gift
Under the night canopy woven from the stars
Hope strengthened and gave love
Is it because Night calls everyone again …
Pesnya Nochi
Vse tayny ya khranyu, i v etom net somneniy,
I vsem svoy mir daryu, mir sladkikh snovideniy …
V predutrenney pore mir radosten i svetel.
I etot divnyy chas volshebnyy Son otmetil
Svoim podarkom groz, chto on vam v dar prinos
Pod pologom nochnym, mnoy sotkannym iz zvozd,
Nadezhdu ukrepil i podaril lyubov',
Ne potomu li Noch' vse prizyvayut vnov' …
But already sneaking through the fields along the copses, weightlessly stepping over flowers and grasses, the early Dawn …
Dawn Song
I, morning Dawn,
My bounty does not count …
Any azure color
I have in my basket …
I will bestow the fields
Rakits, poplars,
And the whole moon world
Life-giving dew …
And everything will sparkle
Magical beauty …
Pesnya Rassveta
Ya, utrenniy Rassvet,
Shchedrot moikh ne schest' …
Lyuboy lazurnyy tsvet
V moyey korzinke yest' …
Ya odaryu polya,
Rakity, topolya,
I ves' podlunnyy mir
Zhivitel'noy rosoy …
I zasverkayet vso
Volshebnoy krasotoy …
Dawn collects moon patterns from herbs, showering them with generously cool dew, chasing away night mirages … The full moon, just reigning in the whole moonlit world …
Song of the Night
I keep all secrets, and there is no doubt about it,
And I give my world to everyone, the world of sweet dreams …
In the early morning world is joyful and bright.
And this wonderful hour, the magical Dream noted
With his gift of dreams that he brought to as a gift
Under the night canopy woven from the stars
Hope strengthened and gave love
Is it because Night calls everyone again …
Pesnya Nochi
YA khranyu vse sekrety, i v etom net nikakikh somneniy,
I ya otdayu kazhdomu svoy mir, mir sladkikh snovideniy,
Vse tayny ya khranyu, i v etom net somneniy,
I vsem svoy mir daryu, mir sladkikh snovideniy …
V predutrenney pore mir radosten i svetel.
I etot divnyy chas volshebnyy Son otmetil
Svoim podarkom groz, chto on vam v dar prinos
Pod pologom nochnym, mnoy sotkannym iz zvozd,
Nadezhdu ukrepil i podaril lyubov',