At dawn you've walked on a dew early morning,
Wandering wind knocked you down of your feet.
You were like Sun- stranger, when wounded;
And didn't know all the meanings of the roads,
And didn't know, that the way so far removed.
And from doorstep the road was leading ;
It was silky, and sometimes it was like a beast!
And the road was breaking and bending;
And the echo was screaming" do not believe"-
In this silence do not believe.
Chorus:
And dawns here quiet, so quiet,
With a bandage of mist they are covered-
The lakes with crimson burn.
And dawns here are quiet, and peaceful,
With nectar like apple-tree filled-
And the Sun, like in tarsus of Bumblebee.
Did you know! It's not easy to walk through the mist;
Slightly stumble,- and you can fall down.
We need- to believe, to love, by the truth we must live,
So that sweetheart would love, so she would wait for you.
Don't look for anything, don't look in this life;
This heart, you have everything!
The morning dawn will illuminate your fate in Motherland,
That's why it's dawn!
Chorus:
And dawns here quiet, so quiet,
With a bandage of mist they are covered-
The lakes with crimson burn.
And dawns here are quiet, and peaceful,
With nectar like apple-tree filled-
And the Sun, like in tarsus of Bumblebee.