English translations of Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six songs) , opus 4
by Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov (1873 - 1943)
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1. О, нет, молю, не уходи!
by Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov (1873 - 1943), "О, нет, молю, не уходи!", op. 4 (Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six songs) ) no. 1 (1890-3)
Language: Russian (Русский)
О, нет, молю, не уходи! Вся боль ничто перед разлукой, Я слишком счастлив Этой мукой, Сильней прижми меня к груди, Скажи люблю. Пришёл я вновь, Больной, измученный и бледный. Смотри, какой я слабый, бедный, Как мне нужна твоя любовь... Мучений новых впереди Я жду как ласку, как поцелуя, И об одном молю, тоскуя: О, будь со мной, не уходи!
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- by Dmitry Sergeyevich Merezhkovsky (1865 - 1941), written 1890, first published 1890
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by Dmitry Sergeyevich Merezhkovsky (1865 - 1941)
1. O, no, I beg you, do not leave!
Language: English
O, no, I beg you, do not leave! All my pains are nothing compared to separation I am only too fortunate with that torment, Press me tightly to your bosom and say you love me. I came anew full of pain, pale and exhausted. See how poor and weak I am, how I need your love... The new torments ahead I await like a caress or kiss, and again I beg you in anguish: O stay with me, do not leave!
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2. Утро
by Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov (1873 - 1943), "Утро", op. 4 (Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six songs) ) no. 2 (1890-3)
Language: Russian (Русский)
«Люблю тебя!» -- шепнула дню заря И, небо обхватив, зарделась от признанья, И солнца луч, природу озаря, С улыбкой посылал ей жгучие лобзанья. А день, как бы ещё не доверяя, Осуществлению своих заветных грёз, Спускался на землю, с улыбкой утирая Блестевшие вокруг ряды алмазных слёз...
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- by M. L. Yanov
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by M. L. Yanov
2. Morning
Language: English
"I love you!" Daybreak whispered to day and, while enfolding the skies, blushed from that confession, and a sunbeam, illuminating nature, with a smile sent her a burning kiss. And the day, as if still doubting the fulfillment of his most cherished dreams, descended over the land, and with a smile dried her glittering tears like rows of diamonds.
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3. В молчаньи ночи тайной
by Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov (1873 - 1943), "В молчаньи ночи тайной", op. 4 (Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six songs) ) no. 3, lines 1-4,9-12
Language: Russian (Русский)
О, долго буду я, в молчаньи ночи тайной,
Коварный лепет твой, улыбку, взор случайный,
Перстам послушную волос, волос твоих густую прядь,
Из мыслей изгонять, и снова призывать;
...
Шептать и поправлять былые выраженья
Речей моих с тобой, исполненных смущенья,
И в опьянении, наперекор уму,
Заветным именем будить ночную тьму.
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- by Afanasy Afanas'yevich Fet (1820 - 1892), no title, first published 1844
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by Afanasy Afanas'yevich Fet (1820 - 1892)
3.
Language: English
Oh, for a long while, in the silence of the mysterious night,
Your beguiling murmur, smile, fleeting glance,
A luscious strand of your hair, obedient to my fingers,
Will I banish from my thoughts - but then recall again;
[ ... ]
Whisper and reconsider the phrases
Of my embarrassed conversations with you,
And, as if intoxicated, against all reason,
With your cherished name awaken the nightly [haze]1.
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4. Не пой, красавица!
by Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov (1873 - 1943), "Не пой, красавица!", op. 4 (Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six songs) ) no. 4
Language: Russian (Русский)
Не пой, красавица, при мне Ты песен Грузии печальной; Напоминают мне оне Другую жизнь и берег дальний. Увы, напоминают мне Твои жестокие напевы И степь, и ночь, и при луне Черты далекой, бедной девы! Я призрак милый, роковой, Тебя увидев, забываю; Но ты поёшь, и предо мной Его я вновь воображаю. Не пой, красавица, при мне Ты песен Грузии печальной; Напоминают мне оне Другую жизнь и берег дальний.
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- by Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837), no title, 1828, first published 1829
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by Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837)
4. Do not sing, my beauty, to me
Language: English
Do not sing, my beauty, to me your sad songs of Georgia; they remind me of that other life and distant shore. Alas, They remind me, your cruel melodies, of the steppe, the night and moonlit features of a poor, distant maiden! That sweet and fateful apparition I forget when you appear; but you sing, and before me I picture that image anew. Do not sing, my beauty, to me your sad songs of Georgia; they remind me of that other life and distant shore.
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5. Уж ты, нива моя!
by Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov (1873 - 1943), "Уж ты, нива моя!", op. 4 (Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six songs) ) no. 5
Language: Russian (Русский)
Уж ты, нива моя, нивушка, Не скосить тебя с маху единого, Не связать тебя всю во единый сноп! Уж вы, думы мои, думушки, Не стряхнуть вас разом с плеч долой, Одной речью-то вас не высказать! По тебе-ль, нива, ветер разгуливал, Гнул колосья твои до-земли, Зрелы зерна-все разметывал! Широко вы, думы, порассыпались, Куда пала какая думушка. Там всходила люта печаль-трава, Выростало горе горючее.
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- by Aleksei Konstantinovich Tolstoy, Count (1817 - 1875), no title
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by Aleksei Konstantinovich Tolstoy, Count (1817 - 1875)
5.
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O you, my grain-field, little grain-field, one cannot mow you with a single stroke, one cannot tie you all up into a single sheaf! O you, my thoughts, little thoughts, one cannot all at once get rid of you, one cannot express you with one utterance! The wind would stroll through you, grain-field, would bend your ears [of grain] to the earth, and toss all the mature grains! You, [my] thoughts, would scatter yourselves far and wide, to where some little thought would fall. In that place a cruel grass of sadness would sprout, a burning grief would spring up.
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6. Давно‑ль, мой друг
by Sergei Vasil'yevich Rachmaninov (1873 - 1943), "Давно-ль, мой друг", op. 4 (Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six songs) ) no. 6
Language: Russian (Русский)
Давно-ль, мой друг, твой взор печальный Я в расставанья смутный миг ловил. Чтоб луч его прощальный Надолго в душу мне проник. Давно-ль, блуждая одиноко, В толпе теснящей и чужой К тебе желанной и далекой Я мчался грустною мечтой. Желанья гасли... Сердце ныло... Стояло время... Ум молчал... Давно-ль затишье это было? Но вихрь свиданья набежал... Мы вместе вновь, и дни несутся, Как в море волн летучих строй, И мысль кипит, и песни льются Из сердца, полного тобой!
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- by Arseny Arkad'yevich Golenishchev-Kutuzov (1848 - 1913)
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by Arseny Arkad'yevich Golenishchev-Kutuzov (1848 - 1913)
6. How long, my friend
Language: English
Has it been so long, my friend, since I caught your sad gaze at our farewell moment? The ray of that farewell penetrated my soul. Has it been so long, my friend, since, blundering alone in a constricting and strange crowd, I rushed to you, distant beloved, In a sad dream? My desires faded… my heart ached… Time stopped… my mind was numb… Has it been so long ago, this calm? But a whirlwind of reunion came rushing… We are together anew, and the days rush along As in a flying sea of waves, And thoughts boil And songs pour forth from my heart Brimming over with thoughts of you!
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Word count: 110
Translation © by Jennifer Gliere