by Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok (1880 - 1921)
Ty prokhodish' bez ulybki
Language: Russian (Русский)
Ty prokhodish' bez ulybki, Opustivshaja resnicy, I vo mrake nad soborom Zolotjatsja kupola. Kak lico tvojo pokhozhe Na vechernikh bogorodic, Opuskajushchikh resnicy, Propadajushchikh vo mgle... No s toboj idjot kudrjavyj Krotkij mal'chik v beloj shapke, Ty vedesh' jego za ruchku, Ne dajesh' jemu upast'. Ja stoju v teni portala, Tam, gde dujet rezkij veter, Zastilajushchij slezami Naprjazhjonnye glaza. Ja khochu vnezapno vyjti I voskliknut': «Bogomater'! Dlja chego v moj chjornyj gorod Ty Mladenca privela?» No jazyk bessilen kriknut'. Ty prokhodish'. Za toboju Nad svjashchennymi sledami Pochivajet sinij mrak. I smotrju ja, vspominaja, Kak opushcheny resnicy, Kak tvoj mal'chik v beloj shapke Ulybnulsja na tebja.
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Text Authorship:
- by Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok (1880 - 1921), no title, written 1905, appears in Стихотворения. Книга вторая (1904-1908), in 4. Город (1904-1908) (Gorod) [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Georgiy Vasil'yevich Sviridov (1915 - 1998), "Богоматерь в городе", 1975-1995 [ voice and piano ], from Петербург (Peterburg), no. 9 [sung text checked 1 time]
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