Текст песни Шуберт. Зимний путь - Бурное утро

Wilhelm Muller
(1794-1827)

Stormy morning

There was a gray cloak in the sky, but the whirlwind of him
And dark clouds rags fiercely became
Trepping fiercely became.

All the distance on fire bloody, and clouds are all on fire.
And here is so morning for me to me,
Must be a heart in the sky found out the image of yours
Then winter day is cold, then winter day is cold,
Cold day and angry!