Polovtsian Dances And Chorus

Fly on the wings of the wind
To the homeland, our beloved song
Where we freely sang with love
Where it was so pleasing for us

There, under the sultry sky
The air is gentle and full
Where the sea whispers joyfully
Mountains slumber in the clouds

Fly on the wings of the wind
To the homeland, our beloved song
Where we freely sang with love
Where it was so pleasing for us