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by Arseny Arkad'yevich Golenishchev-Kutuzov (1848 - 1913)
Translation © by Guy Laffaille

Серенада
Language: Russian (Русский) 
Our translations:  ENG FRE NOR
Нега волшебная, ночь голубая,
Трепетный сумрак весны.
Внемлет, поникнув головкой, больная
Шопот ночной тишины.
Сон не смыкает блестящие очи,
Жизнь к наслажденью зовёт,
А под окошком в молчаньи полночи
Смерть серенаду поёт:
,,В мраке неволи суровой и тесной
Молодость вянет твоя;
Рыцарь неведомый, силой чудесной
Освобожу я тебя.
Встань, посмотри на себя: красотою
Лик твой прозрачный блестит,
Щёки румяны, волнистой косою
Стан твой, как тучей обвит.
Пристальных глаз голубое сиянье,
Ярче небес и огня;
Зноем полуденным веет дыханье...
Ты обольстила меня.
Слух твой пленился моей серенадой,
Рыцаря шопот твой звал,
Рыцарь пришёл за последней наградой:
Час упоенья настал.
Нежен твой стан, упоителен трепет...
О, задушу я тебя
В крепких объятьях: любовный мой лепет
Слушай!... молчи!... Ты моя!``

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Text Authorship:

  • by Arseny Arkad'yevich Golenishchev-Kutuzov (1848 - 1913) [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 Modest Petrovich Musorgsky (1839 - 1881), "Серенада", 1875-7, from Песни и пляски смерти = Pesni i pljaski smerti, no. 2 [sung text checked 1 time]

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

  • ENG English (Sergey Rybin) , "Serenade", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Sérénade", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
  • GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Hans Schmidt) , "Ständchen"
  • NOR Norwegian (Bokmål) (Marianne Beate Kielland) , copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 28
Word count: 117

Sérénade
Language: French (Français)  after the Russian (Русский) 
Délice magique, nuit d'azur,
Crépuscule printanier frémissant.
Une jeune fille malade se penche à la fenêtre, écoutez
Ce que chuchote le silence de la nuit.
Le sommeil ne vient pas dans ses yeux brillants,
La vie semble l'appeler pour le plaisir,
Et sous la fenêtre, dans le silence, à minuit,
La mort chante une sérénade :
"Dans l'obscurité de la captivité, sévère et étouffante,
Ta jeunesse se fane ;
En chevalier du mystère, aux pouvoirs miraculeux,
Je te délivrerai.
Lève-toi, regarde-toi, de beauté
Ton visage transparent brille.
Tes joues roses, tes cheveux ondulés
Entoure ton visage, comme un nuage,
L'éclat bleu de tes yeux perçants
Est plus brillant que le ciel et le feu ;
Ton souffle s'exhale avec la chaleur de midi...
Tu m'as séduit.
Ton oreille est captive de ma sérénade
Ton murmure appelle un chevalier,
Le chevalier est venu pour le dernier présent :
L'heure de l'extase est arrivée.
Ton corps est délicat, son tremblement est enivrant...
Oh, je vais t'étouffer
De mes bras forts : mon discours amoureux,
Écoute-le !... silence!... Tu es à moi !"

Text Authorship:

  • Translation from Russian (Русский) to French (Français) copyright © 2011 by Guy Laffaille, (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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  • a text in Russian (Русский) by Arseny Arkad'yevich Golenishchev-Kutuzov (1848 - 1913)
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This text was added to the website: 2011-05-23
Line count: 28
Word count: 174

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