Текст песни Вадим Байков - Ранний час

the music of Igor Krutoy
verses Kaisyn Kuliev
(Translated from Karachai-Balkar Nahum Grebneva)

At an early hour when the birds are singing
Above the gardens Having covered a distance,
Relieves you from the shackles of joy,
Heal from grief.
 
Wake up sleepy and leaves
Look up and discover their talents,
The flute plays Lovers
Happiness - very stingy musician.
 
Chorus:
Perhaps at this hour forgets
World of hostility and its unjust court.
No rest for us, but it happens
The early hour when the birds are singing.
No rest for us, but it happens
The early hour when the birds are singing.
 
The hour of birth of dawn and dew,
Bright hour nightingale singing.
It may be an hour of redemption
I for all other hours.
 
Chorus.