Lyrics Маргарита Суворова - Якутяночка
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Под льдом от стужи прячась, дремлет северное море,
А у девушки-якутки щёки алые как зори..
Вот идёт она по кругу в ритме чётком и упругом
и волнует, и тревожит, словно песня соловья
В эти белые края вновь и вновь приеду я,
чтоб увидеть, как танцует якутяночка моя
Вот идет она по кругу, головою в такт качая,
а над ней плывут снежинки, словно маленькие чайки.
На снегу синеют тени от задумчивых оленей
И прозрачный месяц светит шерсть оленью серебря
Под льдом от стужи прячась, море северное дремлет
Но с небес высоких звезды свет алмазный льют на землю
тишине седой и чуткой, кружит девушка якутка
вместе с нею в танце этом кружит древняя Земля
В эти белые края вновь и вновь приеду я,
чтоб увидеть, как танцует якутяночка моя
Under the ice from the cold, hiding, the northern sea is slumbering,
And the girl-yakut woman has scarlet cheeks like dawns ..
Here it goes in a circle in rhythm with a clear and elastic
And worried, and worried, like the song of a nightingale
In these white edges again and again I will come,
To see how my dancer Yakutianka dances
Here she goes in a circle, her head shaking in time,
And above it float snowflakes, like little gulls.
On the snow, shadows from pensive deer
And a transparent month shines a wool deer silver
Under the ice from the cold, hiding, the sea is dormant
But from the sky of a high star the light of a diamond is poured down to the ground
The silence is gray and sensitive, the girl is yakutka
Together with her in the dance of this circling ancient Earth
In these white edges again and again I will come,
To see how my dancer Yakutianka dances
And the girl-yakut woman has scarlet cheeks like dawns ..
Here it goes in a circle in rhythm with a clear and elastic
And worried, and worried, like the song of a nightingale
In these white edges again and again I will come,
To see how my dancer Yakutianka dances
Here she goes in a circle, her head shaking in time,
And above it float snowflakes, like little gulls.
On the snow, shadows from pensive deer
And a transparent month shines a wool deer silver
Under the ice from the cold, hiding, the sea is dormant
But from the sky of a high star the light of a diamond is poured down to the ground
The silence is gray and sensitive, the girl is yakutka
Together with her in the dance of this circling ancient Earth
In these white edges again and again I will come,
To see how my dancer Yakutianka dances