Есть другие планеты

Есть другие планеты, где ветры певучие тише,
Где небо бледнее, травы тоньше и выше,
Где прерывисто льются переменные светы,
Но своей переменой только ласкают, смеются.

Есть иные планеты, где мы были когда-то,
Где мы будем потом, не теперь, не теперь,
А когда, потеряв, себя потеряв без возврата,
Мы будем любить истомленные стебли седых
Шелестящих трав без аромата.

Тонких высоких, как звёзды печальных,
Любящих сонный покой мест погребальных,
Над нашей могилою спящих
И тихо, так тихо, так сумрачно тихо
Под луной шелестящих.

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• by Konstantin Dmitrevich Bal'mont (1867 - 1942) [ author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

• by Sergey Sergeyevich Prokofiev (1891 - 1953), "Есть другие планеты", op. 9 no. 1 (1910-11). [ sung text verified 1 time]

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

• ENG English (Stephen Jackson) , "There are other planets", copyright © 2006, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
• FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Il y a d'autres planètes", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Il y a d'autres planètes

Il y a d'autres planètes, où les vents sont plus calmes et mélodieux,
Où le ciel est plus pâle, l'herbe plus mince et plus haute,
Où la lumière est intermittente et changeante,
Mais où son jeu n'est que caresse et douceur.

Il y a d'autres planètes, où nous étions autrefois,
Et où nous retournerons, pas maintenant, pas maintenant,
Quand nous nous perdrons nous-mêmes, nous perdrons sans retour,
Aimant seulement les tiges grises
Des herbes fanées et sans parfum qui bruissent.

Qui, fines et grandes, comme des étoiles tristes,
Aimant le sommeil paisible d'endroits funèbres,
Dorment au-dessus de nos tombes,
Si doucement, si doucement, si tristement, si doucement,
Sous le murmure de la lune.

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• a text in Russian (Русский) by Konstantin Dmitrevich Bal'mont (1867 - 1942) ENG
• This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Sergey Sergeyevich Prokofiev. Go to the text.

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