Текст песни Антон Бельский - Перед рассветом

Music by Anton Belsky,
lyrics by Valery Noirtier

Pearl hats of mists
Having touched the tops of birches,
Frozen over a sleepy clearing
Sparkling drops grew.

There is a predawn haze in the garden
She wrapped the bunches of mountain ash.
And the cobweb shines in the darkness
On pink aspen leaves.

Orange flare of dawn
Flicker over the distant hills.
Will breathe the breath of summer
And the bliss of honey meadows.