I won't tell anyone

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by Aleksey Vasil'yevich Kol'tsov (1808 - 1842)

Translation © by Emily Ezust

Не скажу никому

(Sung text for setting by A. Dargomyzhsky)

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Language: Russian (Русский)

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Не скажу никому,
Отчего я весной
По полям и лугам
Не сбираю цветов.

Та весна далеко!
Те завяли цветы
Из которых я с ним
Завивала венки!

И тех нет уже дней,
Что летели стрелой,
Что любовью нас жгли,
Что палили огнем!

 ... 

Не скажу никому,
Отчего у меня
Тяжело на груди
Злая грусть налегла.

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Aleksandr Sergeyevich Dargomyzhsky

Text Authorship:

by Aleksey Vasil'yevich Kol'tsov (1808 - 1842), "Русская песня", written 1840, first published 1841

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I won't tell anyone

(Sung text translation for setting by A. Dargomyzhsky)

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Language: English after the Russian (Русский)

I won't tell anyone 
why in spring
I'm not gathering flowers 
in the fields and meadows.

That spring is distant now; 
the flowers that I once wove
into wreaths with him
have wilted.

And those days are simply over, 
have flown past like arrows,
when love entwined us 
and burned like fire!

 ... 

I won't tell anyone 
why I have 
a weight on my chest, 
a cruel grief oppressing me.

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