Текст песни А. А. Фет - Это утро, радость эта

This morning, this joy,
This power and day and light,
This blue arch
This cry and strings,
These flocks, these birds,
This voice is written,

These willows and birch,
These drops are these tears,
This fluff is not a sheet,
These mountains, these doings,
These midges, these bees,
This zyk and whistle,

These dawns without eclipse
This sigh of the night serenities,
This night is without sleep,
This meal and heat bed,
This fraction and these trills,
It's all - spring.