BREAD AND SALT
The sun rises - gives joy to the day.
Birds - voice, the sky - silence.
Star August is a bountiful harvest,
The aroma of the loaf is a summer beauty.
I'll go out into the field, the ears will ring -
Native fields are living voices.
And float high amazing beauty,
A majestic song pours over the earth.
Chorus:
Bread and salt, bread and salt,
Embroidered tablecloth.
Bread and salt, bread and salt,
Mother Belarus!
Bread and salt, bread and salt
We serve you.
Bread and salt
And our bow
Dear guests!
The whirlpool of life whirls.
The days are running, their flight is endless.
And over the harvest of mown fields
Farewell wedge cut cranes.
A loaf of bread - the sun in your hands!
Happiness in the heart, joy in the eyes.
A stellar singing August is a bountiful harvest,
The aroma of the loaf is a summer beauty.
Chorus.
TRANSLATION:
Bread and salt
1. The sun rises, gives joy to the day, birds voice blue sky
Our Motherland is holy Russia, Mother Russia, I am proud of you
I'll go out in the field everywhere, and birch native petals
Clouds over the meadow of amazing beauty,
songs pour majestically over the earth.
Chorus.
bread and salt, bread and salt, embroidered towel.
Bread and salt, bread and salt, the loaf is great.
Bread and salt, bread and salt, we serve you.
Bread and salt, our tribute to dear guests
Bread and salt, our tribute to dear guests
2. the earth whirlpool whirls, days run without extremes in flight
A flock of cranes flies by a wedge over the space of the sloping fields
Loaf like the sun in your hands, happiness in your heart, joy on your lips.
We are Russia mother always with you,
we are waiting for welcome guests, we give bread and salt.
Chorus, loss chorus.
