by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev (1803 - 1873)
Ot zhizni toj, chto bushevala zdes'
Language: Russian (Русский)
Ot zhizni toj, chto bushevala zdes', Ot krovi toj, chto zdes' rekoj lilas', Chto ucelelo, chto doshlo do nas? Dva-tri kurgana, vidimykh podnes'… Da dva-tri duba vyrosli na nikh, Raskinuvshis' i shiroko i smelo. Krasujutsja, shumjat, — i net im dela, Chej prakh, ch'ju pamjat' rojut korni ikh. Priroda znat' ne znajet o bylom, Jej chuzhdy nashi prizrachnye gody, I pered nej my smutno soznajem Sebja samikh — lish' grezoju prirody. Poocheredno vsekh svoikh detej, Svershajushchikh svoj podvig bespoleznyj, Ona ravno privetstvujet svojej Vsepogloshchajushchej i mirotvornoj bezdnoj.
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- by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev (1803 - 1873), no title [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 Yuri Aleksandrovich Shaporin (1887 - 1966), "От жизни той, что бушевала здесь", op. 6 (Шесть романсов на слова Ф. Тютчева) no. 3 (1921) [ voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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