Treasured chant, treasured vast distance
Crystal light of the dawn, rising up over the world.
Your endless sadness is so clear for me,
Belovezhskaya pushcha, Belovezhskaya pushcha
Here is a long forgotten parental home we are all came from.
And when voice of ancestors calls me sometimes
Like a grey forest bird I am flying to you,
Belovezhskaya pushcha, Belovezhskaya pushcha
By barely visible trail I'm reaching the creek,
Where the grass is so high, where the undergrowth is so dense.
Kneeling like the deer, I drink thy holy spring truth, Belovezhskaya pushcha
At high birches, getting warmhearted,
I will take away to comfort those who stay
Your treasured chant, your miraculous melody,
Belovezhskaya pushcha, Belovezhskaya pushcha