| Protected melody reserved distance,
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| The light of the crystal dawn, the light rising above the world,
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| I understand your age-old sadness,
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| Belovezhskaya Pushcha, Belovezhskaya Pushcha!
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| I understand your age-old sadness,
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| Belovezhskaya Pushcha, Belovezhskaya Pushcha!
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| Here, our parental shelter, long forgotten,
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| And sometimes hearing the voice of the ancestors calling,
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| A gray forest bird from distant ages,
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| I'm flying to you, Belovezhskaya Pushcha!
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| A gray forest bird from distant ages,
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| I'm flying to you, Belovezhskaya Pushcha!
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| Inconspicuous path I make my way to the stream,
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| Where the grass is tall, where the thickets are thicker,
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| Like deer from their knees, I drink your holy
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| Spring truth, Belovezhskaya Pushcha!
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| Like deer from their knees, I drink your holy
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| Spring truth, Belovezhskaya Pushcha!
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| High birches warm their hearts,
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| I will take with me in consolation to the living,
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| Your cherished tune, miraculous tune,
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| Belovezhskaya Pushcha, Belovezhskaya Pushcha!
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| Your cherished tune, miraculous tune,
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| Belovezhskaya Pushcha, Belovezhskaya Pushcha!
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| Your cherished tune, miraculous tune,
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| Belovezhskaya Pushcha, Belovezhskaya Pushcha! |