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Цветок засохший, безуханный

Language: Russian (Русский)

Цветок засохший, безуханный,
Забытый в книге вижу я,
И вот уже мечтою странной
Душа наполнилась моя.

Где цвел, когда, какой весною?
И долго ль цвел, и сорван кем?
Чужой, знакомой ли рукою?
И положен сюда зачем?

На память нежного ль свиданья
Или разлуки роковой,
Иль одинокого гулянья
В тиши полей, в тени лесной?

И жив ли тот, и та жива ли?
[И где их нынче]1 уголок?
Или [уже они]2 увяли,
Как сей неведомый цветок?


Translation(s): ENG FRE FRE GER GER

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1 Medtner: "И нынче где их" ("I nynche gde ikh")
2 Medtner: "они уже" ("oni uzhe")

Submitted by Emily Ezust

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Fleur desséchée

Language: French (Français) after the Russian (Русский)

Dans ce vieux livre l'on t'oublie,
Fleur sans parfum et sans couleur,
Mais une étrange rêverie,
Quand je te vois, emplit mon coeur.

Quel jour, quel lieu te virent naître?
Quel fut ton sort? qui t'arracha?
Qui sait? Je les connus peut-être,
Ceux dont l'amour te conserva!

Rappelais-tu, rose flétrie,
La première heure ou les adieux?
Les entretiens dans la prairie
Ou dans le boix silencieux?

Vit-il encor? existe-t-elle?
À quels rameaux flottent leurs nids!
Ou comme toi, qui fus si belle,
Leurs fronts charmants sont-ils flétris?


Submitted by Laura L. Nagle

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  • a text in Russian (Русский) by Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837), first published 1832 ENG GER GER
      • This text was set to music by the following composer(s): Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Aliabev, Sigizmund Mikhailovich Blumenfel'd, Aleksandr Tikhonovich Gretchaninov, Nikolai Karlovich Medtner, Nikolai Andreyevich Rimsky-Korsakov, Pauline Viardot-García. Go to the text.

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Text added to the website: 2007-04-25.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:21
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