Текст песни Г. Отс Растворил я окно - П.Чайковский - К.Романов

I opened the window - it became sadly unbearable,
Kneel down before him,
And the spring night smelled in my face
The fragrant breath of lilacs.

And in the distance somewhere a nightingale sang wonderfully, -
I listened to him with deep sadness
And with longing for the Motherland I remembered my own,
I remembered the Fatherland - distant,

Where the native nightingale sings its native song
And, not knowing earthly afflictions,
Fills up all night long
Over the fragrant branch of lilac ...