by Heinrich Heine (1797 - 1856)
Translation by Mikhail Larionovich Mikhailov (1829 - 1865)

Die blauen Frühlingsaugen
Language: German (Deutsch) 
Our translations:  CAT ENG FRE ITA
  Die blauen Frühlingsaugen
Schau'n aus dem Gras [hervor]1;
Das sind die [lieben]2 Veilchen,
Die ich zum Strauß erkor.

  Ich pflücke sie und denke,
Und die Gedanken all,
Die mir im Herzen seufzen,
Singt laut die Nachtigall.

  [Ja,]3 was ich denke, singt sie
[Lautschmetternd]4, daß es schallt;
Mein zärtliches Geheimnis
Weiß schon der ganze Wald.

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Confirmed with: Heinrich Heine’s sämtliche Werke in vier Bänden, herausgegeben von Otto F. Lachmann, Erster Band, Leipzig: Druck und Verlag von Philipp Reclam jun, [1887], page 243

1 Decker: "empor"
2 Methfessel: "blauen"
3 Decker: "Und"
4 Methfessel, Thuille: "Und schmettert"

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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ENG English (Sharon Krebs) , copyright © 2018, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Les yeux bleus du printemps", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Amelia Maria Imbarrato) , "Gli occhi azzurri della primavera", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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Word count: 60

Глазки весны голубые
 (Sung text for setting by P. Tchaikovsky)
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Language: Russian (Русский)  after the German (Deutsch) 
Глазки весны голубые
Кротко глядят из травы.
Любы вы милой, фиалки,
С полем расстанетесь вы.

Рву я цветы и мечтаю...
В роще поют соловьи...
Боже мой, кто рассказал им
И думы, и грёзы мои?

Громко они raspevajut
Всё, что na сердце таю...
Целая роща узнала
Нежную тайну мою.

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This text was added to the website: 2003-11-10
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Word count: 51