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by Evdokiya Petrovna Grafinya Rostopchina (1812 - 1858)

Утро
Language: Russian (Русский) 
Радостно солнце взошло...
Вся оживилась природа.
Только лишь капля росы
Тревожно в цветах засверкала...
Жаль бедной стало покинуть 
ложе душистых цветов,
Жаль бедной стало расстаться
с прохладой ночною.
Грустьно смотрела она на светило
И муки свои изливала
В радуге чудных цветов.
Как хотелось бы ей 
Продлить жизни радостный миг,
Как хотелось бы слушать и слушать,
Что шепчет ей лес...
Но бессильны мольбы.
Ей пришлось уступить
и исчезнуть в лазури небес...

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Text Authorship:

  • by Evdokiya Petrovna Grafinya Rostopchina (1812 - 1858) [author's text not yet checked 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 Mikhail Mikhailovich Ippolitov-Ivanov (1859 - 1935), "Утро", op. 11 no. 4 (1885) [ voice and piano ], from Сюита, no. 4 [sung text checked 1 time]

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 18
Word count: 70

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