Anna German - Bieszczadzki świt

The sun still sleeps deeply
Only the first glow of the dawn
Shines high above the mountains
And brightens the night's darkness.

Look how above the black forest
Above the lake the depths of the glass
A silver fog rises slowly, hiding the banks

The wind ceases, the trees fall silent
Before the dawn and the day will rise,
It's time to dream, time to sing
A dream from a fairy tale

To dream in it of memories
of happy moments,
To forget that evil exists
in the world.
To pull back far away from the bad memories
and sad days.
To remember that the world,
that the world is beautiful
And it's good to be alive.

As behind the mountains the sun already rises
And the new day comes,
The mist floats away, finally disappears
Morning dreams descend into shadow,
Then the mountains drown in radiance,
In this calm summertime
Above our heads the trees hum,
the forest sings.

Yet before the day will shine in the light,
Before the new day will rise
Dream still, dream for me
that dream.

Dream in it of memories
of happy moments.
Forget that evil exists in the world.
Pull back far away from the bad memories
And sad days.
Remember that the world,
that the world is beautiful
and it's good to be alive.