Lyrics Русская народная - У зари-то, у зореньки

At dawn, at the zorenki
Many clear stars,
And the dark, then nocturnal
They do not have an account.
Burning stars in the sky,
The flames are burning,
To my heart is the poor
They say something.
To my heart is the poor
They say something.
They talk about joys,
About the past days,
They talk about sorrows,
Life ruined in the dust.
The stars, my stars,
Fully shine to you,
Full, life past
To remind me!
Full, life past
To remind me!