Донское сяиние - Родная станица
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Native village

You are a beautiful village, a beautiful village
How I love dawn over you
When earlier the sun is red
Quietly rises over the sleepy river

Fishermen multi -colored boats
Hid in steep shores
And fog with a hasty gait
He threw dew on blue meadows

Here once a fellow countryman is famous
And the great writer walked
For people it was simple and open
I loved to go fishing at dawn

You are Donishchina - Mar Mother
No more dear to you and silt
And Don-father carries his waters
On the vast expanses of the steppes.