Tayna Balakirskaya - В степи
текст песни

In the sky, the dawn
Begins to break
Spreading out
Like a golden river
And stretching beyond it
Lies the boundless steppe
Where deep silence
Reigns supreme
Deep silence
Deep silence
With thick feather-grass
The steppe turns white
With silken blades
It glows emerald green
You bloom in beauty
Oh, free-spirited steppe
While the time has not yet come
Of the scorching summer heat
Of the scorching summer heat
Of the scorching summer heat
Of the scorching summer heat
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
For then the sun
Will scorch you whole
It will wither and burn
Your grasses and wildflowers
While the time has not yet come
Of that heavy season
Of the dark autumn
And its wild, raging wind
Of the dark autumn
And its wild, raging wind
La-da-di-da
La-da-di-da
La-da-di-da-dla
La-da-di-da
La-da-di-da
La-da-di-da-dla
Da-di-da
La-di-da
La-di-dila-dao
La-da-di-da
La-da-di-da
La-da-di-da-dla
La-da-di-da
La-da-di-da
La-da-di-da-da-ao
Na-na-da
Da-da-da
La-da-di-da-a-o
For then the wind
Will scatter to the breeze
All your beauty
Your white feather-grass
All your beauty
Your white feather-grass