Sergey Veretennikov Sings

Performed by: Sergei Veretennikov.
Author of the Sanskrit song lyrics: Sergei Veretennikov.
Song title: Usha Yatra
It can be translated in different ways, for example: Path of Dawn or Illuminating Path.


I recommend listening while reading the translation of my songs at the same time.
Otherwise, 90% of what is contained in these songs is missed.
At the very least, it is advisable to listen to it once with the translation.

I am posting two versions.
One of them is a cover version (slower and more Indian).

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Cover version:



I think you will easily guess whose footsteps these are and whom the Traveler is following.
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Literary translation:

Uṣā…
Dawn…

Uṣā…
Dawn…

Prabhāta-vāyau vanaṃ ramyam,
In the breath of morning, the forest is beautiful.

Nava-pallavaṃ komalaṃ navyam.
Young leaves—tender and fresh.

Pāda-chihnaṃ dhūliṣu nihitam,
A footprint remains in the dust of the road.

Gūḍha-sandeśaṃ tatra likhitam.
And in it, a secret message seems to be inscribed.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
From afar comes the sound of anklets.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
And the footprint points the way.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
From afar comes the sound of anklets.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
And the trail left behind points the way.

Nūpura-nādaḥ taruṣu līnaḥ,
The sound of anklets dissolves among the trees.

Kusuma-reṇuḥ mṛdu patati.
Flower pollen gently settles down, stirred up by someone’s steps.

Dūra-sandeśo madhuraḥ kṣīṇaḥ,
A faint, sweet message comes from afar.

Yātrikaḥ mārge mudā ramati.
And the traveler continues along the path with quiet joy.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets carries from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
And the trail left behind points the way.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets carries from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
And the trail left behind points the way.

Nīhāra-paṭalaṃ śanaiḥ vilīnam,
The veil of mist gradually dissolves.

Dūra-darśanaṃ bhāti navīnam.
And the distant vision appears renewed.

Kāla-bandhanaṃ śanaiḥ śithilam,
The bonds of time slowly loosen.

Antar-ākāśaṃ bhavati nirmalam.
And the inner space becomes pure and clear.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
And the trail left behind points the way.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
And the mark left behind points the way.

Uṣā…
Dawn…

Nūpuram…
The jingle of anklets…

Reṇuḥ…
Pollen…

Nīhāraḥ…
Mist…

Sandeśaḥ…
A message…

Ākāśam…
Space…

Yātrā…
A journey…

Nūpura-nādaḥ punar api śrutaḥ,
And once again, the familiar jingle of anklets is heard.

Gūḍha-sandeśaḥ manasi smṛtaḥ.
The secret message comes alive again in memory.

Pāda-chihnaṃ dūraṃ prasṛtam,
The trail stretches farther and farther away.

Nava-prabhātaṃ purataḥ sthitam.
And ahead, a new dawn already stands.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The jingle of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
And the footprint points the way.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
And the footprint points the way.

Uṣā…
Dawn… dawn…

Nabhasi jāyate…
It is born in the sky…

Nūpura-nādo…
The sound of anklets…

Dūrād āyate…
It comes from afar…

Kusuma-gandham…
The fragrance of flowers…

Vāyur vahati…
The wind carries it…

Pāda-chihnam…
The footprint…

Mārgaṃ kathayati…
Points the way…

Uṣā…
Dawn…

Yātrā…
The path…

Uṣā…
Dawn…


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Uṣā…
Dawn…

Uṣā…
Dawn…

Prabhāta-vāyau vanaṃ ramyam,
In the morning breeze, the forest is beautiful.

Nava-pallavaṃ komalaṃ navyam.
A new young leaf—tender and fresh.

Pāda-chihnaṃ dhūliṣu nihitam,
A footprint—in the dust—is left.

Gūḍha-sandeśaṃ tatra likhitam.
A secret message—is written there.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn—is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets—comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries—the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
The footprint—shows the way.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn—is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
The footprint points out the path.

Nūpura-nādaḥ taruṣu līnaḥ,
The sound of anklets dissolves among the trees.

Kusuma-reṇuḥ mṛdu patati.
Flower pollen falls softly.

Dūra-sandeśo madhuraḥ kṣīṇaḥ,
A distant message—sweet and barely audible.

Yātrikaḥ mārge mudā ramati.
The traveler rejoices along the path.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
The footprint points out the path.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The chime of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
A footprint points the way.

Nīhāra-paṭalaṃ śanaiḥ vilīnam,
The veil of mist has gradually dissolved.

Dūra-darśanaṃ bhāti navīnam.
A distant vision shines anew.

Kāla-bandhanaṃ śanaiḥ śithilam,
The bonds of time gradually loosen.

Antar-ākāśaṃ bhavati nirmalam.
The inner space becomes clear.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The chime of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
A footprint points the way.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The chime of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
A footprint points the way.

Uṣā…
Dawn…

Nūpuram…
An anklet with bells…

Reṇuḥ…
Pollen… a speck of dust…

Nīhāraḥ…
Mist…

Sandeśaḥ…
A message…

Ākāśam…
Space… the sky…

Yātrā…
A journey…

Nūpura-nādaḥ punar api śrutaḥ,
The sound of anklets is heard once more.

Gūḍha-sandeśaḥ manasi smṛtaḥ.
The secret message is remembered in the mind.

Pāda-chihnaṃ dūraṃ prasṛtam,
The footprint stretches into the distance.

Nava-prabhātaṃ purataḥ sthitam.
A new dawn stands ahead.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn, is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The sound of anklets comes from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The fragrance of flowers—the wind carries it.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
A footprint—the path it reveals.

Uṣā, uṣā, nabhasi jāyate,
Dawn, dawn—is born in the sky.

Nūpura-nādo dūrād āyate.
The ringing of anklets—coming from afar.

Kusuma-gandhaṃ vāyur vahati,
The fragrance of flowers—the wind carries it.

Pāda-chihnaṃ mārgaṃ kathayati.
A footprint—the path it reveals.

Uṣā… uṣā…
Dawn… dawn…

Nabhasi jāyate…
Born in the sky…

Nūpura-nādo…
The ringing of anklets…

Dūrād āyate…
Coming from afar…

Kusuma-gandham…
The fragrance of flowers…

Vāyur vahati…
The wind carries it…

Pāda-chihnam…
A footprint…

Mārgaṃ kathayati…
The path it reveals…

Uṣā…
Dawn…

Yātrā…
Journey…

Uṣā…
Dawn…

Dawn is beginning to break; through Your song, the Heavens inspire and uplift us. A beautiful future lies ahead—just one more moment, and with the dawn, Light will come and the Path will open, where everyone can feel happy. Dawn, dawn…

Веретенников Сергей , Quote
This is love at first note (about the first song). A magical melody and voice, a deep timbre... The chorus is easy to remember, as is the way each word resonates. I can only repeat the words “My heart dissolves in You...” Thank you, and I am filled with admiration, Om Shanti!

Dawn and love resonate in this song-mantra. The incredibly tender voices of a man and a woman, united in love, sing along with each other. Thank you!

The voice, timbre, tenderness, and rhythm send shivers through the soul. The body sways, the soul rejoices, and the mind is stunned by the Beauty and attentiveness of this listening experience.
"The Dawn points the way." And I am sure that I will meet Him and rejoice.

Namaste everyone! I started listening to the Indian version of the Beautiful 7th Song. And I fell in love with it from the very first notes. I keep listening and listening; I can't stop. The Teacher's velvety voice together with the Music creates an amazing Harmony! And the words of the Song penetrate deeply into the very Heart.
"From afar comes the sound of anklets.
The wind carries the fragrance of flowers." How Beautiful! I am crying from the overwhelming feelings. And I joyfully walk alongside the Traveler. Or am I the Traveler myself? I think that is so. Of course, I also really like the first version of the Song! I listen to one and then the other. And the Picture for the Song is amazingly Beautiful! From the bottom of my Heart, I thank the esteemed Teacher for yet another Masterpiece!

Веретенников Сергей , Quote

Thank you, Om Shanti! "He Deva, He Natha" — I can't stop listening to it over and over... What a magnet and tranquil haven she is...

It makes you want to listen, rejoice, and feel the dawn and the golden sunlight. Both the performance and the music are magnificent.
Grateful for this wondrous miracle, OM SHANTI!

Веретенников Сергей , Quote

Thank you for the song! The song reaches deep into the heart! “The veil of mist gradually dissolves, and the distant vision appears renewed.”