Today the brightest sun is rising;
The flowers bloom as if in May
A rainbow with a smile surprises;
South wind softly starts to blow,
The gloomy clouds are being torn;
The rivers glittering - they flow,
Praising the day, that you were born.
The day your sweet feet touched the ground,
All of the men - to you were bound.
All of the darkness they did slay,
To wish you just a great birthday.