Translation © by Malcolm Wren

На нивы жёлтые нисходит тишина
Language: Russian (Русский) 
Available translation(s): ENG GER
На нивы жёлтые нисходит тишина,
в остывшем воздухе от меркнущих селений,
дрожа, несется звон... Душа моя полна
разлукою с тобой и горьких сожалений.

И каждый мой упрек я вспоминаю вновь,
и каждое твержу приветливое слово,
что мог бы я сказать тебе, моя любовь,
[но что внутри себя]1 я схоронил сурово.

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1 Tchaikovsky: "но что на дне души" ("no chto na dne dushi")

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

  • Also set in French (Français), a translation by G. Jorissenne ; composed by Nikolai Andreyevich Rimsky-Korsakov.
  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Hans Schmidt (1854 - 1923) ; composed by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky.

Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Malcolm Wren) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , copyright © 2020, (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.
Line count: 8
Word count: 50

Calm is descending on the fields of...
Language: English  after the Russian (Русский) 
Calm is descending on the fields of ripening corn,
In the cooling air as the villages fade
A bell resounds . . . My soul is full
Of regret because of my bitter separation from you.

And I remember all of my reproaches,
And each supportive, friendly word
That I could have said to you, my love,
But which I kept firmly [buried within myself]1.

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Translations of title(s):
"На нивы жёлтые нисходит тишина" = "Calm is descending on the fields of ripening corn"
"На нивы жёлтые" = "On the yellowing Fields"
"На нивы жёлтыя нисходит тишина" = "Calm is descending on the fields of ripening corn"

1 Tchaikovsky: "at the bottom of my soul"

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  • Translation from Russian (Русский) to English copyright © 2017 by Malcolm Wren, (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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This text was added to the website: 2017-12-09
Line count: 8
Word count: 65