magic horn


When a light flux
Dawn flows from the mountains
On sunny Artek
Sings Magic Horn:
"Tra-ta-ta-ta-ta, tra-ta-ta-ta-ta,
Tra-ta-ta-ta, tra-ta-ta-ta, ta! "

And it seems that spins
Faster globe
And once all Artekovtsy,
Artekovtsy, Artekovtsy
Stand up in a single operation.

When ringing in the wind,
Our glowing fire,
Then again on Artek
Sings Magic Horn:
"Tra-ta-ta-ta-ta, tra-ta-ta-ta-ta,
Tra-ta-ta-ta, tra-ta-ta-ta, ta! "

And our guys believe
On such evenings,
What once all Artekovtsy,
Artekovtsy, Artekovtsy,
We gathered around the campfire.

Always on the Black Sea
In the blue of the Crimean mountains
Invitingly and provocatively
Sings Magic Horn:
"Tra-ta-ta-ta-ta, tra-ta-ta-ta-ta,
Tra-ta-ta-ta, tra-ta-ta-ta, ta! "

And it seems that spins
Faster globe
/ And all at once Artekovtsy,
Artekovtsy, Artekovtsy,
Stand up in a single stroy.-2p. / 1975