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From the Pine to the Moon
Song Cycle by Dmitri Nikolaevich Smirnov (1948 - 2020)
View original-language texts alone: Ot sosny do luny
На севере диком стоит одиноко На голой вершине сосна, И дремлет, качаясь, и снегом сыпучим Одета, как ризой, она. И снится ей всё, что в пустыне далёкой, В том крае, где солнца восход, Одна и грустна на утёсе горючем Прекрасная пальма растёт.
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- by Mikhail Yur'yevich Lermontov (1814 - 1841), "Сосна", written 1841
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 33
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In the wild north a pine tree stands alone On the bare top of a mountain. It slumbers and sways, covered with Powdery snow like a mantle. And it dreams constantly: that in faraway wilds In the land where the sun rises, A cheerless and lovely palm stands alone, Growing on a gloomy cliff.
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- by Dmitri Nikolaevich Smirnov (1948 - 2020), copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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- a text in German (Deutsch) by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856), no title, appears in Buch der Lieder, in Lyrisches Intermezzo, no. 33
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This text was added to the website: 2009-11-04
Line count: 8
Word count: 54
Тучки небесные, вечные странники! Степью лазурною, цепью жемчужною Мчитесь вы, будто как я же, изгнанники С милого севера в сторону южную. Кто же вас гонит: судьбы ли решение? Зависть ли тайная? злоба ль открытая? Или на вас тяготит преступление? Или друзей клевета ядовитая? Нет, вам наскучили нивы бесплодные... Чужды вам страсти и чужды страдания; Вечно холодные, вечно свободные, Нет у вас родины, нет вам изгнания.
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Note: an earlier spelling of "небесные" is "небесныя", still preserved in some of the titles below.
Clouds in the sky, you are ceaselessly wandering! As pearly chains in the azure steppes glimmering Exiled as I have been, constantly hurrying From native North into South you are quickening. What drives you there: the command of your destiny? Some secret jealousy? Or open wickedness? Or crimes hang heavy on you or some mutiny? Or your friends' calumny is cruel and poisonous? No, you were bored to death with these fields' fruitlessness With all these passions and alien misery, Ice cold eternally, in steady idleness You have no homeland and suffer no outlawry.
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Ночевала тучка золотая На груди утёса-великана; Утром в путь она умчалась рано, По лазури весело играя. Но остался влажный след в морщине Старого утёса. Одиноко Он стоит; задумался глубоко, И тихонько плачет он в пустыне...
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- by Mikhail Yur'yevich Lermontov (1814 - 1841), "Утёс", first published 1841
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Вверху одна Горит звезда, Мой ум она Манит всегда, Мои мечты Она влечёт И с высоты Мне радость льёт. Таков же был Тот нежный взор, Что я любил Судьбе в укор. Мук никогда Он зреть не мог, Как та звезда, Он был далёк. Усталых вежд Я не смыкал, Я без надежд К нему взирал.
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- by Mikhail Yur'yevich Lermontov (1814 - 1841), "Звезда", first published 1830-1
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Посреди небесных тел Лик луны туманный, Как он кругл и как он бел, Точно блин с сметаной. Кажду ночь она в лучах Путь проходит млечный. Видно, там, на небесах, Масленица вечно!
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- by Mikhail Yur'yevich Lermontov (1814 - 1841), no title, written 1840
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