Нежный Голос — Gentle Voice

Утром на рассвете буду слушать ветер

Utrom na rassvete budu slushat' veter

In morning at dawn will [I] listen [to the] wind

Может в нём услышу я Тебя

Mozhet v nom uslyshu ya Tebya

Maybe in it can hear I You

   (Ie, maybe I can hear you in it)

Знаю что на свете знаю больше нету

Znayu chto na svete znayu bol'she netu

[I] know that in [the] world [I] know anymore no

   (Ie, I know that in the world I know nothing more)

Вот такой любви как у Тебя

Vot takoy lyubvi kak u Tebya

Here [is] such love as You have.

Голос Твой как птица над землёй кружится

Golos Tvoy kak ptitsa nad zemloy kruzhitsya

Voice [of] Yours [is] like [a] bird above [the] earth circling

и зовёт усталые сердца

i zovyot ustalyye serdtsa

and calling tired hearts

и лучами жарко в душу мне ложиться

i luchami zharko v dushu mne lozhit'sya

and the rays hot in soul [of] mine me to lie down

и все манит без конца

i vse manit bez kontsa

and all beckons without end.

Нежный нежный голос Иисуса голос

Nezhnyy nezhnyy golos Iisusa golos

Sweet, sweet voice, Jesus' voice

В шелесте листвы, и в сильных в море волнах

V sheleste listvy, i v sil'nykh v more volnakh

In [the] rustle [of] leaves, and in [the] strong in [of the] sea waves

  (Ie, in the rustle of leaves, and in the strong waves of the sea

В тихом дуновении,  дуновении ветра

V tikhom dunovenii,  dunovenii vetra

In quiet breath, breath [of] wind

И в рассказе солнца, и в призыве неба

I v rasskaze solntsa, i v prizyve neba

And in [the] story [of the] sun, and in [the] call of heaven/sky

Шепчет о любви Он, счастье и покое

Shepchet o lyubvi On, schast'ye i pokoye

Whispers about love He, happiness and peace

И о том что в бурю Он тебя укроет

I o tom chto v buryu On tebya ukroyet

And concerning that that in [the] storm He you will cover

Только ты послушай

Tol'ko ty poslushay

Just you listen

И открой всю душу для Него

I otkroy vsyu dushu dlya Nego

And open entire soul for Him

Утром на рассвете буду слушать ветер

Utrom na rassvete budu slushat' veter

[In the] morning at dawn [I] will listen [to the] wind

может в нём услышу я Тебя

mozhet v nom uslyshu ya Tebya

Maybe in it can hear I You

   (Ie, maybe I can hear you in it)

знаю что на свете знаю больше нету

znayu chto na svete znayu bol'she netu

[I] know that in [the] world [I] know anymore no

   (Ie, I know that in the world I know nothing more)

вот такой любви как у Тебя

vot takoy lyubvi kak u Tebya

Here [is] such love as You have.

У любви Исуса сила и прощение

U lyubvi Isusa sila i proshcheniye

By [the] love [of] Jesus power and forgiveness

   (Ie, Jesus' love has power and forgiveness)

Ты зовёшь всех странников к Себе

Ty zovosh' vsekh strannikov k Sebe

You call all [the] wanderers to Yourself

Терпеливо, долго ждёшь чтоб дать спасенье

Terpelivo, dolgo zhdyosh' chtob dat' spasen'ye

Patiently, at length [You] wait in order to give salvation

Ты во всём мой Бог и Ты везде

Ty vo vsom moy Bog i Ty vezde

You [are] my God and You [are] everywhere.

    

Утром на рассвете я Тебя услышу

Utrom na rassvete ya Tebya uslyshu

[In the] morning at dawn I You will hear

Поспешу, в молитве преклонюсь

Pospeshu, v molitve preklonyus'

[I] will hasten in prayer to bow

Голос Твой во всём, что здесь живёт и дышит

Golos Tvoy vo vsom, chto zdes' zhivot i dyshit

Voice [of] Yours in everything, that here lives and breathes

В нем краса любви Твоей Иисус

V nem krasa lyubvi Tvoyey Iisus

In it [the] beauty [of] love [of] Yours, Jesus

Голос Твой как птица над землёй кружится

Golos Tvoy kak ptitsa nad zemloy kruzhitsya

Voice [of] Yours [is] like [a] bird above [the] earth circling

и зовёт усталые сердца

i zovot ustalyye serdtsa

and calling tired hearts

и лучами жарко в душу мне ложится

i luchami zharko v dushu mne lozhitsya

and the rays hot in soul [of] mine me to lie down

И всё манит без конца

I vso manit bez kontsa

and all beckons without end.

Another music video version is here, featuring Groupa Melodiya.

English Version----

In the morning at dawn, I will listen to the wind—
Perhaps I can hear You in it.
I know that in the world I know that
there is nothing like Your love.

Your voice is like a bird above the ground circling
and calling tired hearts—
and the rays are so warm in my soul—to lie down
and all beckons without end.

Sweet, sweet voice, Jesus' voice,
In the rustle of leaves, and in the strong waves of the sea,
In the story of the sun, and in the call of heaven,
He whispers about love, happiness, and peace,
and that in the midst of the storm He will cover you—
Just you listen,
And open your whole heart to Him.

In the morning at dawn I will listen to the wind—
Perhaps I can hear You in it.
I know that in the world I know that
there is nothing like Your love.

Jesus' love has power and forgiveness—
You call the wanderers to Yourself;
Patiently, at length, You wait in order to give salvation.
You are my God and You are everywhere.

In the morning at dawn I will hear You.
I will hasten in prayer to bow.
You voice is in everything here that lives and breathes;
In it is the beauty of Your love, Jesus.
Your voice is like a bird above the ground circling
and calling tired hearts—
and the rays are so warm in my soul—to lie down
and all beckons without end.

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