Текст песни Бауыржан Исаев - Первое утро столицы

At the dawn of shore sky visible,

The stars are melting in a mysterious haze.

And like the rays of hundreds of candles,

Warms heavenly icicles.

White fairy tale night lights,

It appears light golden.

Here ends the dreams of poplars,

And home hug lightning.

 

 chorus

The first morning of the capital, the calendar page,

The first morning of the capital, and clouds eyelashes.

The first sunrise of the capital, in the sky fly bird

The first dawn of the capital, we will be a long time dream.

 

This morning the road is light,

Sweeps lyrics simple.

We like the night around the campfire,

They were together and become family.

Without separation, there will be no meetings,

Do not be sad friends do not be sad.

After night comes the dawn,

There will be a new meeting in the capital