Текст песни Никита Цеханович - Брата ветра позову

I'll be out in the field early in the morning
Where Dawn bathes in the dew
Becoming barefoot on the grass
Brother Wind will call
Not in a dream reality
Brother Wind will call

Sing me a song Wind freestyle
To napilos heart with joy
Spreading its wings
To love in you lived
Song give the two wings
To Joy to the World carried

That through the clouds in heaven groaning
Gold beam come to Earth
To those who are in the Way
Songs of Joy bear
Those who are faithful to the Way
The joy of Heaven to bring

That heart in love to bathe
From the darkness of sleep, wakes up
To all of his forces
Man in Love created
To all of his forces
Man in Love created

I'll be out in the field early in the morning
Where Dawn bathes in the dew
Becoming barefoot on the grass
Brother Wind will call
Not in a dream reality
Brother Wind will call