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!
Wakes you all Kukarek!
Ku-ka-re-ku-u-u !!!
Prosypaysya, vsya Zemlya
Gory, reki i polya
Prosypaysya, Chelovek!
Ne prospi, smotri, svoy vek!
Budit vas vsekh Kukarek!
Ku-ka-re-ku-u-u
A pre-dawn breeze drove light cirrus clouds from the east. And the clouds of light white sailboats sailed into an unknown journey through the bright pre-dawn azure of the firmament
In the east, the vault of the sky grew brighter and brighter, turning into a scarlet color that was barely noticeable yet
But with every minute the scarlet color of the sky in the east became brighter and brighter and now half the sky turned bright scarlet, the color of the Morning Dawn. The pre-morning breeze subsided, all of nature stood still, waiting
The song that is sung for the Morning Dawn!
Oh you, Zorya! Zoryushka!
Berries with mushrooms
They became visible under the bushes,
So that the feet are not wet in the dew,
Take the dew from the road
And we are a song for you
Let's sing, loving you!
Morning Dawn
The whole Earth is waiting for you
Love scarlet face
Young man and old man
Round dance girls
Crystal water waves,
Birds fly to you
Sweet to all of us your outfit
Morning Dawn
The whole earth is waiting for you!
Ahhh
Velichal'naya pesnya Utrenney Zare!
Akh ty, Zorya! Zoryushka!
Osveti nam polyushko,
Chtoby yagody s gribami
Vidny stali pod kustami,
Chtob v rose ne mokli nogi,
Zaberi rosu s dorogi,
A my pesnyu dlya tebya,
Propoyom, tebya lyubya!
Utrennyaya Zarya
Zhdot tebya vsya Zemlya
Lyubyat tvoy alyy lik
Yunosha i starik,
Devushek khorovod,
Volny khrustal'nykh vod,
Ptitsy k tebe letyat,
Mil vsem nam tvoy naryad,
Utrennyaya Zarya,
Zhdot tebya vsya Zemlya!
A-a-a
And the Morning Dawn rose, covering the east of the sky with the scarlet train of her clothing and singing in her clear and gentle voice:
Song of the Morning Dawn!
A-a-a
Wake up, Earth, from the mists and grew,
Plait, tidy birch silk braid,
Lick your wonderful spring water to wash,
Soon the sun rises in the sky blue
For boys and flowers to animals and chicks
For every blade of grass
And to meet with you,
Dear land,
A-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 the song of the Morning Dawn floated above the Earth the Song of Life.
The birds awoke and chirped in their nests. They began to spread their wings and prepare to fly out of the nests into the high morning sky. Herbs raised their leaves to the scarlet morning sky. Flowers, listening to the Song of Life, squinted after sound sleep, opening their inflorescences towards the Morning, exuding their fragrance in the freshness of the early morning.
Tender bells with flowers greet the Morning Dawn with a gentle song chime, heard only by nature, welcoming the Morning Dawn.
The flowers, listening to the Song of Life, squinted after a sound sleep, plowing their inflorescences towards Zara, exuding their fragrance in the freshness of early Morning. Tender bells shook their flowers, greet the Morning Dawn that has ascended to heaven with a gentle song chime, heard only by nature :
Flowers sing bells
Din-don Din-don
Din-don Din-don
Our cheerful ringing is not heard
Not a cowgirl on a meadow
He plays the horn himself
Not two friends at the pond,
Water splashes out loud
Not to the tractor driver in the fields,
Not a flock of jackdaws in poplars
Everyone is busy with something else,
They dont listen to us ringing
Only Morning listens to our ringing
And our singing under Din-don
Din-don Din-don
Din-don Din-don
Pesnya tsvetov kolokol'chikov
Din'-don Din'-don Din'-don
Din'-don Ne slyshen nash vesolyy zvon,
Ni pastushonku na luzhke,
On sam igrayet na rozhke
Ni dvum podruzhkam u pruda,
Tam gromko pleshchetsya voda
Ni traktoristu na polyakh,
Ni staye galok v topolyakh
Vse chem-to zanyaty drugim,
Ne slushayut, kak my zvenim
Lish' Utro slushayet nash zvon
I nashe pen'ye pod Din'-don
Din'-don Din'-don
Din'-don Din'-don
White daisies opened their flowers and stared into the sky at the Morning Dawn and in anticipation of the first morning rays of the Sun.
Tall, slender white birches, brightly greener after the predawn fog, as if frozen under the scarlet canopy of the Morning Dawn. And the nightingale on the birch branch ceased to whistle loudly, only softly clicked, welcome the coming of the morning, the Morning Dawn and waiting for the Sun to rise. Only tender bells, their flowers, greet the Morning Dawn a gentle song chime, heard only by nature :
Flowers sing bells
Din-don
Din-don
Our cheerful ringing is not heard
Not a cowgirl on a meadow
He plays the horn himself
Not two friends at the pond,
Water splashes out loud
Not to the tractor driver in the fields,
Not a flock of jackdaws in poplars
Everyone is busy with something else,
They dont listen to us ringing
Only Morning listens to our ringing
And our singing under Din-don
Din-don
Din-don
Pesnya tsvetov kolokol'chikov
Din'-don Din'-don Din'-don
Din'-don Ne slyshen nash vesolyy zvon,
Ni pastushonku na luzhke,
On sam igrayet na rozhke
Ni dvum podruzhkam u pruda,
Tam gromko pleshchetsya voda
Ni traktoristu na polyakh,
Ni staye galok v topolyakh
Vse chem-to zanyaty drugim,
Ne slushayut, kak my zvenim
Lish' Utro slushayet nash zvon
I nashe pen'ye pod Din'-don
Din'-don Din'-don
Din'-don Din'-don
The water in the forest spring on the lawn surrounded by hazel bushes absorbed the scarlet color of the Morning Dawn and became soft pink. And drops from the key, beating from the middle of a small lake, which came out of the spring water, sparkled with multicolored lalas, sprinkling their splashes into the crystal waters of the spring
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,