Солнце взойдёт [Solntse Vzoydyot] [English translation]

The spring is like honey,

The splashing of milk,

The clouds are sleeping,

The ice is floating.

Voices of the land

Gave birth to the new ones,

Re, La, Mi, Fa, La –

It’s you and me.

An old friend of mine is crying and drinking,

Gloomily repeating: "A nightmare will come soon".

I tell him: "The sun will rise –

Well, it’s sorta fire too?

Something will rise for sure,

Take my hand, my friend,

The sun will rise – that’s what I heard,

That’s what an old shaman by the ancient rocks told".

The spring of two

Birds, fallen in love.

Inside the footsteps

There is warmth of the eyelashes.

In a hole by the stream

There is a rusty draw,

It’s behind me

As a dead war.

An old friend of mine is crying and drinking,

Gloomily repeating: "A nightmare will come soon".

I tell him: "The sun will rise –

Well, it’s sorta fire too?

Something will rise for sure,

Take my hand, my friend,

The sun will rise – that’s what I heard,

That’s what an old monk by the ancient rocks told".

The sun will rise, if only

Your pistol and machine gun don’t lie.

The sun will rise for sure,

Simply don’t stand by the draught…

(Well, let’s sing? A good song. The chorus - one more time)

An old friend of mine is crying and drinking,

Gloomily repeating: "A nightmare will come soon".

I tell him: "The sun will rise –

Well, it’s sorta fire too?

Something will rise for sure,

Take my hand, my friend,

The sun will rise – that’s what I heard,

That’s what an old shaman by the ancient rocks told".

The sun will rise, if only

Your pistol and machine gun don’t lie.

The sun will rise for sure,

Simply don’t stand by the draught…