by Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837)
Translation by Martha Gilbert Dickinson Bianchi (1863 - 1943)
Буря мглою небо кроет
Language: Russian (Русский)
Available translation(s): FRE
Буря мглою небо кроет, Вихри снежные крутя; То, как зверь, она завоет, То заплачет, как дитя, То по кровле обветшалой Вдруг соломой зашумит, То, как путник запоздалый, К нам в окошко застучит. Наша ветхая лачужка И печальна и темна. Что же ты, моя старушка, Приумолкла у окна? Или бури завываньем Ты, мой друг, утомлена, Или дремлешь под жужжаньем Своего веретена? [Выпьем, добрая подружка Бедной юности моей, Выпьем с горя; где же кружка? Сердцу будет веселей. Спой мне песню, как синица Тихо за морем жила; Спой мне песню, как девица За водой поутру шла.]1 Буря мглою небо кроет, Вихри снежные крутя; То, как зверь, она завоет, То заплачет, как дитя. Выпьем, добрая подружка Бедной юности моей, Выпьем с горя; где же кружка? Сердцу будет веселей.
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Спой мне песню, как синица Тихо за морем жила; Спой мне песню, как девица За водой поутру шла. Выпьем, добрая подружка Бедной юности моей, Выпьем с горя; где же кружка? Сердцу будет веселей.
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Note on TransliterationsAuthorship
- by Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837), "Зимний вечер", first published 1825 [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 Aleksandr Sergeyevich Dargomyzhsky (1813 - 1869), "Зимний вечер", 184-? [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by Nikolai Karlovich Medtner (1880 - 1951), "Зимний вечер", op. 13 (Dva stikhotvorenija) no. 1 [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by Eduard Frantsevich Nápravník (1839 - 1916), "Зимний вечер" [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Vladimir Ivanovich Rebikov (1866 - 1920), "Зимний вечер" [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Mikhail Akimovich Slonov (1869 - 1930), "Зимний вечер" [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Georgiy Vasil'yevich Sviridov (1915 - 1998), "Зимний вечер", 1935 [voice and piano], from Шесть романсов на стихи А. Пушкина (Shest' romansov na stikhi A. Pushkina), no. 4 [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by Pauline Viardot-García (1821 - 1910), "Буря" [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
- by Mikhail Lukyanovich Yakovlev (1798 - 1868), "Зимний вечер" [ sung text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- Also set in Hebrew (עברית), a translation by Yohanan Kaldi , copyright © ENG FRE ; composed by Richard Farber.
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Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Martha Gilbert Dickinson Bianchi) , "A winter evening", appears in Russian Lyrics, first published 1916
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Soirée d'hiver", copyright © 2013, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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Word count: 124
A winter evening
Language: English after the Russian (Русский)
Sable clouds by tempest driven, Snowflakes whirling in the gales, Hark -- it sounds like grim wolves howling, Hark -- now like a child it wails! Creeping through the rustling straw thatch, Rattling on the mortared walls, Like some weary wanderer knocking -- On the lowly pane it falls. Fearsome darkness fills the kitchen, Drear and lonely our retreat, Speak a word and break the silence, Dearest little Mother, sweet! Has the moaning of the tempest Closed thine eyelids wearily? Has the spinning wheel's soft whirring Hummed a cradle song to thee? Sweetheart of my youthful Springtime, Thou true-souled companion dear -- Let us drink! Away with sadness! Wine will fill our hearts with cheer. Sing the song how free and careless Birds live in a distant land -- Sing the song of maids at morning Meeting by the brook's clear strand! Sable clouds by tempest driven, Snowflakes whirling in the gales, Hark -- it sounds like grim wolves howling, Hark -- now like a child it wails! Sweetheart of my youthful Springtime, Thou true-souled companion dear, Let us drink! Away with sadness! Wine will fill our hearts with cheer!
Authorship
- by Martha Gilbert Dickinson Bianchi (1863 - 1943), "A winter evening", appears in Russian Lyrics, first published 1916 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
- a text in Russian (Русский) by Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837), "Зимний вечер", first published 1825
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- [ None yet in the database ]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
Text added to the website: 2011-02-02 00:00:00
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:04:14
Line count: 32
Word count: 183