Sabina Saidova. My Dagestan (№ 385382)

When the morning still did not Wake up the light,
Silence at dawn and no cars.
All around fade no sound,
And on the throne sits the rest of the world.
When the peak of the mountain sits the clouds
That white mist can not see the edge.
And sighing deeply I look into the distance,
Understand that this is my Paradise.