Как над горячею золой
Language: Russian (Русский)
Our translations: ENG FRE
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Как над горячею золой
Дымится свиток и сгорает,
И огнь сокрытый и глухой
Слова и строки пожирает:
Так грустно тлится жизнь моя
И с каждым днём уходит дымом;
Так постепенно гасну я
В однообразьи нестерпимом...
О, небо, если бы хоть раз
Сей пламень развился по воле,
И, не томясь, не мучась доле,
Я просиял бы и погас!
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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):
- by Mikhail Vasilyevich Antsev (1865 - 1945), "Как над горячею золой" [sung text not yet checked]
- by Georgi Lvovitch Catoire (1861 - 1926), "Как над горячею золой", op. 19 no. 1, published 1909 [ voice and piano ], from 4 Стихотворения Тютчева, no. 1, Moscow, Bernard [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Gennady Osipovich Korganov (1858 - 1890), "Как над горячею золой" [sung text not yet checked]
- by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky (1840 - 1893), "Как над горячею золой", op. 25 (Шесть романсов = Shest' romansov (Six romances)) no. 2 (1874) [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Julia Weissberg (1878 - 1942), "Как над горячею золой" [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Jacob Wilde) , "As over the burning ashes", copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bruno Tutenberg) , "Gleich einem Brief"
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Line count: 12
Word count: 57
As over the burning ashes
Language: English  after the Russian (Русский)
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As how over the burning ashes
The scroll smokes and is consumed
And the fire, concealed and indistinct,
Devours the words and lines –
So sadly smolders my life
And with each day it departs with smoke,
So I gradually die out
In unbearable monotony!...
Oh Heaven, if only once
This flame would develop at will –
And, without languishing, without suffering,
I would light up – and go out!
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Word count: 70