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Средь шумного бала, случайно, В тревоге мирской суеты, Тебя я увидел, но тайна Твои покрывала черты. Лишь очи печально глядели, А голос так дивно звучал, Как звон отдалённой свирели, Как моря [играющий]1 вал. Мне стан твой понравился тонкий И весь твой задумчивый вид, А смех твой, и грустный, и звонкий, С тех пор в моём сердце звучит. В часы одинокие ночи Люблю я, усталый, прилечь; Я вижу печальные очи, Я слышу веселую речь, И грустно я, грустно так засыпаю, И в грёзах неведомых сплю... Люблю ли тебя, я не знаю, Но кажется мне, что люблю!
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View original text (without footnotes)1 Tchaikovsky: "бушующий" ("bushujushchij")
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- by Aleksei Konstantinovich Tolstoy, Count (1817 - 1875), no title, first published 1851 [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 Aleksandra Dormidontovna Kochetova (1833 - 1902), "Средь шумного бала, случайно" [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
- by Grigory Andreyevich Lishin (1854 - 1888), "Средь шумного бала" [sung text not yet checked]
- by Aleksandr Nikolayevich Shefer (1866 - 1914), "Средь шумного бала" [sung text not yet checked]
- by A. D. Sheremetev (1859 - 1931), "Средь шумного бала" [sung text not yet checked]
- by Boris Sergeyevich Sheremetyev (1822 - 1906), "Средь шумного бала" [sung text not yet checked]
- by Anton Yulyevich Simon (1850 - 1916), "Средь шумного бала", op. 43 (Десять романсов) no. 8, published 1891 [ voice and piano ], Moscow: P. Jurgenson [sung text not yet checked]
- by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky (1840 - 1893), "Средь шумного бала", op. 38 (Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six romances)) no. 3 (1878) [ voice and piano ], also set in German (Deutsch), also set in French (Français) [sung text checked 1 time]
Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:
- Also set in French (Français), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , "Pendant une fête brillante" ; composed by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky.
- Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Hermann Wolff (1845 - 1902) , "Im wogenden Tanze" ; composed by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky.
Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- DUT Dutch (Nederlands) (Sonja Van Lier) , "Temidden van het bal", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Laura Prichard) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Jacob Wilde) , "Amid the din of the ball", copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bruno Tutenberg) , "Inmitten des Balles"
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Word count: 95
In the midst of a noisy ball, by chance, Among the tumultuous whirl of life, I caught a glimpse of you, but mystery Veiled your features. Your eyes betrayed your sadness, But your voice rang out divinely, Like the sound of distant pipes, Or like the dancing waves of the sea. I was entranced by your slender form, Your pensive expression, And your laughter, both sad and ringing, Since then, echoes in my heart. During the lonely hours of night I love to lie down, to rest; I see those sad eyes, I hear that merry laugh, And oh so wistfully, I drift off, And sink into mysterious dreams... Do I love you? I don’t know, But it seems like I do!
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Based on:
- a text in Russian (Русский) by Aleksei Konstantinovich Tolstoy, Count (1817 - 1875), no title, first published 1851
This text was added to the website: 2016-10-02
Line count: 20
Word count: 122