Текст песни Origa - Русский лес

The first ray of the sun touched the mouth,
And I give it to heaven again.
The smell of roses brought the wind out the window,
Morning dreams melted in him.
I dress, run to wash my face
Morning dew of forest flowers, And listen to the birds singing.

I would have the voice of a nightingale
Tell the forest how I feel.
I would breathe the moisture of the earth
And be a birch for at least five minutes.
Fast fly falcon
And see from a height of flight
Russian forest in bloom of spring of wonders.

I want to remind everyone that more often they listen to the voice of the Earth and take care of everything that surrounds us ...