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Spring Water Drops Song.
We are the prettiest of all!
We have any color!
Scarlet and blue!
And green in the grass!
Gold on foliage!
We are more beautiful than flowers!
We are under the light of Dawn
We are burning with a scarlet light!
We live on flowers!
On the grass, on the bushes!
We are particles of water
On sparkling waves!
We are more beautiful than flowers!
We are under the light of Dawn
We are burning with a scarlet light!
Pesnya kapel' rodnikovoy vody.
My zhivom v rodnike!
Ustremlyayemsya vverkh!
Kak rosa na trave,
My krasiveye vsekh!
U nas tsvet yest' lyuboy!
Alyy i goluboy!
I zelonyy v trave!
Zolotoy na listve!
My krasivey tsvetov!
Kapli iz rodnikov!
My pod svetom Zari
Alym svetom gorim!
My zhivom na tsvetakh!
Na trave, na kustakh!
My chastichki vody
Na iskristykh volnakh!
V rodnikakh!
V rodnikakh!
V rodnikakh
V rodnikakh
My krasivey tsvetov!
Kapli iz rodnikov!
My pod svetom Zari
Alym svetom gorim!
V rodnikakh!
V rodnikakh!
V rodnikakh
The grass rustled at the spring and a small hedgehog came down to the water from the grass and froze at the spring, only quietly sniffing with its tiny nose.
On the road that led to the forest, the first berries and mushroom pickers with lukoshkami (with baskets) appeared. And they also stopped and, putting their palms to the eyes with their visor, looked at the Morning Dawn
The dew under the scarlet morning sky flashed with all shades, from purple-red to pale pink, in the shadow it shone with emerald
Song of the morning dew.
We are the dew on the grass
The colors of the scarlet Dawn!
On flowers, on foliage,
We are everywhere, everywhere!
Zarya and I are getting up!
We are the dew on the grass
The colors of the scarlet Dawn!
On flowers, on foliage,
We are everywhere, everywhere
Pesnya utrenney rosy.
My rosa na trave,
Tsveta aloy Zari!
Na tsvetakh, na listve,
My povsyudu, vezde!
My s Zaroyu vstayem!
My rosa na trave,
Tsveta aloy Zari!
Na tsvetakh, na listve,
My povsyudu, vezde
Every blade of grass, every leaf and every petal of a flower sparkled and shimmered with morning paints under the scarlet sky of the ascended Morning Dawn.
Morning Dawn touched the cool morning sky azure, but more than ever, flared up to the joy of the whole world.
The full moon was almost hiding behind the mountain, but stopped, she admired the Morning Dawn, the wonder of nature is beautiful!
Get up people, animals, birds, fish! Do not overlook the amazing gift presented to you by the generous mother-nature the sunrise of the Morning Dawn!
And where is the little daughter of the Morning Dawn Zaryanichka?
The Morning Dawn sings the song of Life for the whole world, the Moon has gone beyond the mountain. The sky looks at the Morning Dawn admires her, everyone is listening to the song of the Morning Dawn
Who looks after the little Zaryanichka so that nothing bad happens to her?
We will find out about this very soon in the next second chapter of this book.
Extended meaning of some words in the first chapter:
Morning Dawn Mother of little Zaryanichka in the mythology of the book;
On the road leading to the forest, the first berries and mushroom pickers with baskets appeared those who are going to pick berries and mushrooms;
Lukoshko (with lukoshkami plural, a lot of people and each person has his own lukoshko) basket, made of thin willow branches or from branches suitable for this flexible bush.
CHAPTER 2
Little Daughter of the Morning Dawn Zaryanichka
Preface to the second chapter.
In this chapter, for the first time readers will get acquainted with the baby Zaryanichka baby daughter Morning Dawn.
Zaryanichka is still next to her mother, Morning Dawn. Around Zaryanichki pink clouds that resemble a pink fluff flamingos. The last sparks from night stars and comets fly by
Here is the last tiny night sparks flies not far from Zaryanichka. Zaryanichka stretches behind this tiny sparks, but at this time she herself falls
At this time, no one looks at little Zaryanichka, everyone is busy with their own business. And Zaryanichka begins its flight to Earth.
And the first one to meet her on her journey is the evil Black Purga. Black Purga hates mother Zaryanichki, Morning Dawn, because when the Morning Dawn appears, becomes light the prominent evil deeds of Black Purga.
People do not like Black Purga, but people love the Morning Dawn and this also makes Black Purgu angry.
Seeing Zaryanichka flying from the sky, Black Purga grabs her and shoves her into her sleeve, where it is very cold. Black Purga wants to destroy the little daughter of the Morning Dawn Zaryanchka so that the Morning Dawn from grief turns pale, does not sing the Song of Life any more, so that it becomes dark and no one would see the evil deeds of Black Purga.
What happens to Zaryanichka further, read in the next third chapter of this book.
Beginning of the second chapter.
The Morning Dawn spreads across the sky blue with scarlet flashes wings, is poured by a gentle enchanting Song of Life, glorifies the arrival of Morning, the beginning of a new Day, the rising of the Sun!
Song of the Morning Dawn!
A-a-a-a-a
Wake up, Earth, from the mists
Up the silk birch braids,
Face wash with spring water,
Soon the sun will rise in the blue above
Glorifies Morning Dawn Life on Earth, glorifies Life in the whole moonlit world
For guys and flowers,
For all children and flowers,
For a blade of grass any
A-a-a-a-a
Pesnya Utrenney Zari!
A-a-a
Prosypaysya, Zemlya, ot tumanov i ros,
Zapletay, pribiray shelk berezovykh kos,
Lik svoy divnyy omoy klyuchevoyu vodoy,
Skoro Solntse vzoydet v vyshine goluboy
Dlya rebyat i tsvetov,
Dlya zverey i ptentsov,
Dlya travinki lyuboy
I dlya vstrechi s toboy,
Dorogaya Zemlya,
A-a-a
And there-there, at Horizon itself, on the stretching scarlet train of the mothers clothes in scarlet mists similar to the flamingo's fluff, the little daughter of Morning Dawn Zaryanichka.
Clouds, like the wings of a flamingo, float near Zaryanichka, touching it with their light edges. Clouds invite Zaryanichka on journey
Song of the Clouds
Are flying, Zaryanichka, with us,
With fluffy clouds!
Under the sun, there is a warm wind!
From there all Seen!
Rivers, forests, lakes,
Villages, fields and mountains
We have been friends with the winds for a long time
Fly, Zaryanichka, with us
Pesnya Oblakov
Letim. Zaryanichka, s nami,
S pushistymi oblakami,
Pod Solntse, tam toplyy veter,