Текст песни Светлана Киракосян - Рассветная

May 2015

Author - performer Kirakosyan Svetlana V.

*** Dawn ***

Royally slowly the night cuts through the dawn,
Nature opens her eyes anxiously feminine,
Waking up from the bird noise, squinting gently,
Flower heads gaze at the sunlight.

The sky sways to the beat of the southern winds
Spring sings, echoing the harmony of herbs.
The sun rises, you hear, the sun rises and plays with dew in the meadows.

Sincerely devotedly, the foliage will suddenly whisper all its secrets.
Listening insinuatingly, you delve into the essence of pristine nature
Guided by the mystery of tenderness, all the eternal souls of the earth.
Weave weighty reasons from the threads of life.

The sky sways to the beat of the melody of the southern winds, Spring sings, echoing the harmony of herbs. The sun rises, you hear, the sun rises and plays with dew in the meadows.

Refill your cups with a drink of enchanting phrases
And summer at the feast will raise a glass to the all-powerful whirlpools,
Carrying us through the centuries, the interweaving of worlds
To the great miracle of love, regardless of reason.

The sky sways to the beat of the melody of the southern winds, Spring sings, echoing the harmony of herbs. The sun rises, you see, the sun rises and plays with dew in the meadows.