Ванда Петрова - The adventures of little Zaryanichka!

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 don’t 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 don’t 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.