Текст песни MoSHkin - Ленский перед дуэлью ч 13-23 глава 6

Words: Alexander Pushkin
Music: Igor Veniaminovich Moshkin

Lensky 13-23 hours before the duel Chapter 6

XIII

Reshas flirt hate
Boiling Lena did not want to
Previous duel Olga see
In the sun, I looked at his watch,

He waved his hand at last -
And he found himself at the neighbors.
He thought Olenka embarrass,
His arrival to strike;
Not a bit of it: as before,
At a meeting of the poor singer
Olenka jumped from the porch,
This is similar to windy hope

Playful, carefree, cheerful,
Well, exactly the same as it was.

XIV

"Why so early vechor disappeared?"
It was the first Olenkin question.
All feeling dizzy in the Lena,
And silently he hung up his nose.

Gone was the jealousy and annoyance
Before this clarity glance
Before this gentle simplicity,
Previous to this high-spirited soul! ..

He looks sweet tender emotion;
He sees he has loved;
Already he tormented remorse,
Ready to ask her forgiveness,

Trembles, can not find the words,
He is happy, he is almost well ...

XV. XVI. XVII

Once again, pensive, dull
Previous cute Olga her,
Vladimir has no power
Yesterday remind her;

He thinks: "I will be her savior.
I do not tolerate, that corrupter
Fire and sighs and praise
Mladen heart tempted;

flute

That worm despicable, poisonous
Winepress lilei stalk;
To dvuhutrenny flower
Faded still half-open. "

All of this meant, friends:
With a friend, I shoot.

XVIII

If only he knew what wound
My heart burned Tatiana!
When Tatiana had known,
Whenever she could know,

What tomorrow Lenski and Eugene
Argued about the burial canopy;
Ah, maybe her love
Friends united used again!

But this passion and accidentally
No one has yet opened.
Onegin about everything was silent;
Tatyana pined in secret;

One nurse would have known,
Yes it was slow-witted.

XIX

All evening Lenski was scattered,
That silent, the oars again;
But the one who fostered muzoyu,
Always is: frown,

He sat for the clavichord
And he took them some chords,
So, Olga eyes staring,
Whispered: Is it not true? I'm happy.

But too late; time to go. take pity
In its heart full of yearning;
Saying goodbye to a young virgin,
It seemed torn.

She looks at him.
"What's wrong with you?" - So. - And on the porch.

XX

Home arrived, guns
He looked, then put
Again them in a drawer and, stripped,
When the candle, Schiller opened;
But one thought it embraces;
It sad heart does not sleep:
With inexplicable beauty
He sees Olga before him.
Vladimir closes the book,
Take a pen; his poems,
Full of love nonsense,
Sound and pouring. Their reading
He is loud, lyrical heat,
As Delvig drunk at the feast.

XXI

in the case of poetry preserved;
I have them; here they are:
"Where, where have you gone,
Spring my golden days?

What does the future hold for me?
Its my opinion vain catches,
In the deep gloom hides it.
No need; rights law destiny.

Did I fall, pierced by an arrow,
Or fly past it,
All the good: the vigil and sleep
There comes a certain hour;

Blessed and day cares,
Blessed and darkness is coming!

XXII

Flash Zautra ray morning star
And sparkle bright day;
And I might, I tombs
I will go down into the mysterious canopy,

And the memory of the young poet
Absorb Slow Summer,
Forget the world of me; notes
Come see, virgin beauty,

Tear shed on early urn
And to think he loved me,
He told me a single dedicated
Dawn sad life vibrant! ..
Cardiac friend, welcome friend,
Come, come: I am your husband .. "!

XXIII

So he wrote dark and sluggish
What we call romanticism,
Though the least romanticism here
I do not see; so that we in?

Finally, before dawn,
Bending weary head,
On buzzword ideal
Quietly Lenski dozed off;

But sleepy charm
He forgot, so the neighbor
In the silent part of the office
And Lena wakes Appeal:

"It is time to wake up: the seventh hour too.
Onegin is waiting too true of us. "

March 17, 2015
Rock opera Eugene Onegin 2015 Chapter 6