Текст песни Елена Фролова - Скудный луч

Concert "Fly Following the Ray" (1995)

Music: Frolova E.
Words: O. Mandelstam

LITTLE BEAM, COLD MEASURE

Meager ray, cold measure,
Sows light in the damp forest.
I am sorrow like a gray bird,
I slowly carry it in my heart.
What should I do with a wounded bird?
The firmament fell silent, died.
From the misty bell tower
Someone removed the bells.
And there is an orphan
And the mute height
Like an empty tower white
Where is the fog and silence.
Morning, bottomless tenderness, -
Half awake and half asleep
Unsatisfied forgetting -
Doom misty chime ...

1911