by Anna Andreyevna Akhmatova (1889 - 1966)
Translation © by Guy Laffaille

Память о солнце
 (Sung text for setting by S. Prokofiev)
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Language: Russian (Русский) 
Our translations:  FRE ITA
Память о солнце в сердце слабеет,
Желтей трава.
Ветер снежинками ранними веет
Едва-едва.

 ... 

Ива на небе пустом распластала
Веер сквозной.
Может быть, лучше, что я не стала
Вашей женой.

Память о солнце в сердце слабеет.
Что это? Тьма? 
Может быть! За ночь прийти успеет
Зима.

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Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,3-4 of the original text.

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  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "La mémoire du soleil", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • ITA Italian (Italiano) (Ferdinando Albeggiani) , "Nel cuore scolora...", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 60

Language: French (Français)  after the Russian (Русский) 
La mémoire du soleil devient plus faible dans mon cœur.
L'herbe est plus jaune.
Le vent souffle les premiers flocons de neige
Doucement, doucement.

 ... 

Le saule sur le ciel vide étend
Un éventail transparent.
Peut-être vaut-il mieux que je ne devienne pas
Ta femme.

La mémoire du soleil devient plus faible dans mon cœur.
Qu'est-ce que c'est ? L'obscurité ? Peut-être !
Avec la nuit il a le temps d'arriver
L'hiver.

Note: the text above is taken from stanzas 1,3-4 of the original text.

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  • Translation from Russian (Русский) to French (Français) copyright © 2009 by Guy Laffaille, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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