Песен моя, обич моя [Pesen moya, obič moya] [English translation]

Clouds they bring me today

In my white hands this song

Passed, without news for me

But look how the world is so fairy-like

Is it possible only from one

so small a song to bloom every flower

to rain every day and light to shine

and love to be in the people's hearts?

Song of my days, my beloved

Like the morning, like a flower scatter in the world!

Only with a song, only a song

to find, to reveal the love.

Only with a song, only a song

to find, to reveal the love.

I know that this little song here

Someone will wish to sing it -

Will see that we are today

So close to each other's hearts.

And the song shall bond us, surely,

From all other things more strongly

and my world shall be so brightest

and the sea and the sky more ocean-like.

Song of my days, my beloved,

Like a morning, like a flower scatter in the world!

Only with the song - this song of mine

I shall find and reveal my love.

May with the song, only with this song

to find, to reveal my love.