Текст песни Антонио Вивальди - Зима. Временна года.

From the series & quot; Seasons & quot;

In F minor, op. 8, RV 297, Part III

Part of the sonnet preface to the concert, the author allegedly Vivaldi himself, Vladimir Grigoriev translation):

February.

Winter expanse jubilant people.
Fell, slipped and rolled again.
And joy to hear how the ice is cut
A sharp ridge that bound in iron.

And in the sky with Sirocco Boreas agreed,
Is not a joke between them battle.
Though cold and blizzard has not yet surrendered,
Gives us the winter and its delights.

January.

Trembling, freezing in the cold snow,
And the north wind wave has rolled.
From the cold teeth knock on the run,
Baste feet warm can not.

Frosty embroidery spreading road
And the man izzyabshimi feet
Protaptyvaya way, chattering teeth,
Runs to warm up a little.

How sweet it is in the comfort, warmth and quiet
From the evil of bad weather in the winter shelter.
Fireplace fire, drowsiness mirages
And frozen souls are full of peace.