«Wake up, Earth, grow from mists and grow, Braid, tidy up the silk of birch braids».
Also, in the song it is sung that the sun rises for everything that is on Earth:
«For children and flowers, For animals and chicks, For a blade of grass, any ».
And the song says that all that is around us is our planet Earth and the sun rises for our beautiful planet Earth.
The song is called the song of life, because it carries love for everything around us, the world in which there is a place for everyone: all of humanity, all plants, all birds, all animals and animals both on earth and in the seas and oceans, the whole plant and living world of the planet has a place on our beautiful planet Earth: «dear Earth».
Readers will also meet the friends of the Morning Dawn and Zaryanichka.
With Zaryanichka herself, the little daughter of the Morning Dawn, readers will meet in the second chapter.
Beginning of the first chapter.
Nature has slept and quietly and quietly flowed into the tune of the Night lullaby for Zaryanichka
Quietly, quietly, the lullaby for Zaryanichka flowed into the tune of Night
And quietly, quietly, the lullaby for Zaryanichka flowed in the melody of the Night
Lullaby of the Morning Dawn «Zaryanichka»
Sleep in the morning
small animals in a hole,
fish in a river backwater,
birds in the forest
Funny lightnings are sleeping
Mother Thunderstorm, they dream sweetly,
sleeping mists in the meadows
The sun is in the white clouds
Waking up to sleep
he hovers over the Earth,
fulfills all desires,
All returns are lost.
Sleep, animals, fish, birds,
sleep, frisky lightning
Do not frighten off cilia sleep
my dear Zaryanichki.
O-o-o-o-o ,
Zaryanichka, fall asleep
Kolybel'naya pesnya Utrenney zari «Zaryanichka»
Spyat v predutrenney pore
zveri malyye v nore,
rybki v zavodi rechnoy,
ptashki v zarosli lesnoy
Spyat vesolyye zarnitsy,
Mat'-groza im sladko snitsya,
spyat tumany na lugakh,
Solntse v belykh oblakakh
Vsem prosnut'sya Son meshayet,
nad Zemloyu on vitayet,
vse zhelan'ya ispolnyayet,
vse propazhi vozvrashchayet
Spite, zveri, ryby, ptitsy,
spite, rezvyye zarnitsy
Ne spugnite sna resnichki
moyey miloy Zaryanichki,
bayu, bayu, bayu, bay,
Zaryanichka, zasypay
Nighttime was running out, but Night splashed moonlight on paths, glades, sifted through the tree crowns with delicate patterns on grass and flowers, charmed with the nightingale trill, plunged everything into the world of tempting magical dreams under the enchanting melody of night mirages
Song of the Night
I keep all secrets, and there is no doubt about it,
And I give my world to everyone, the world of sweet dreams
In the early morning world is joyful and bright.
And this wonderful hour, the magical Dream noted
With his gift of dreams that he brought to as a gift
Under the night canopy woven from the stars
Hope strengthened and gave love
Is it because Night calls everyone again
Pesnya Nochi
Vse tayny ya khranyu, i v etom net somneniy,
I vsem svoy mir daryu, mir sladkikh snovideniy
V predutrenney pore mir radosten i svetel.
I etot divnyy chas volshebnyy Son otmetil
Svoim podarkom groz, chto on vam v dar prinos
Pod pologom nochnym, mnoy sotkannym iz zvozd,
Nadezhdu ukrepil i podaril lyubov',
Ne potomu li Noch' vse prizyvayut vnov'
But already sneaking through the fields along the copses, weightlessly stepping over flowers and grasses, the early Dawn
Dawn Song
I, morning Dawn,
My bounty does not count
Any azure color
I have in my basket
I will bestow the fields
Rakits, poplars,
And the whole moon world
Life-giving dew
And everything will sparkle
Magical beauty
Pesnya Rassveta
Ya, utrenniy Rassvet,
Shchedrot moikh ne schest'
Lyuboy lazurnyy tsvet
V moyey korzinke yest'
Ya odaryu polya,
Rakity, topolya,
I ves' podlunnyy mir
Zhivitel'noy rosoy
I zasverkayet vso
Volshebnoy krasotoy
Dawn collects moon patterns from herbs, showering them with generously cool dew, chasing away night mirages The full moon, just reigning in the whole moonlit world
Song of the Night
I keep all secrets, and there is no doubt about it,
And I give my world to everyone, the world of sweet dreams
In the early morning world is joyful and bright.
And this wonderful hour, the magical Dream noted
With his gift of dreams that he brought to as a gift
Under the night canopy woven from the stars
Hope strengthened and gave love
Is it because Night calls everyone again
Pesnya Nochi
YA khranyu vse sekrety, i v etom net nikakikh somneniy,
I ya otdayu kazhdomu svoy mir, mir sladkikh snovideniy,
Vse tayny ya khranyu, i v etom net somneniy,
I vsem svoy mir daryu, mir sladkikh snovideniy
V predutrenney pore mir radosten i svetel.
I etot divnyy chas volshebnyy Son otmetil
Svoim podarkom groz, chto on vam v dar prinos
Pod pologom nochnym, mnoy sotkannym iz zvozd,
Nadezhdu ukrepil i podaril lyubov',
Ne potomu li Noch' vse prizyvayut vnov'
And a round dance of stars, shining brightly in the dark blue night sky, becomes invisible in the early morning twilight until the next Night
And Dawn has already brightened the crowns of trees, the roofs of houses, dimmed the light of night lamps on the streets of cities and villages, and inexorably moved towards the night shadows, crowded them with flowers and grass under the dense crown of bushes and trees. But even there, the Mirages of Night did not find refuge for long, Morning makes its way into the dense thickets of juniper, under the crowns of centennial pine trees closed in the top, under the thin branches of quivering white birches, filling every corner in nature with light, ringing voically about the arrival of a new day with the voices of the restless cockerel orchestra
Ku-ka-re-ku-u-u !!!
Ku-ka-re-ku-u-u
Dawns!
Morning is coming again!
Wake up, the whole Earth !
Mountains, rivers and fields !
Wake up, People-e-e!!!
Do not sleep, look, your age!
Wakes you all Kukarek!
Ku-ka-re-ku-u-u !!!
Ku-ka-re-ku-u-u !!!
Ku-ka-re-ku-u-u
Rassvetayet!
Utro snova nastupayet!
Prosypaysya, vsya Zemlya
Gory, reki i polya
Prosypaysya, Chelovek!
Ne prospi, smotri, svoy vek!
Budit vas vsekh Kukarek!
Ku-ka-re-ku-u-u
Receded Night by vast shoulders of his brother Horizon, carrying star-studded cloak, scattering from the edges of their garments, tiny stars on the pre-dawn sky.
And ringing out voically about the arrival of a new day with the voices of the restless cockerel orchestra
Wake up, the whole Earth !
Mountains, rivers and fields !
Wake up, People-e-e!!!
Do not sleep, look, your age!