Текст песни М.Глинка - О, память сердца

Oh, the memory of the heart! You are stronger
The mind of sad memory
And often your sweet
You captivate me in the country far.

I remember the voice of sweet words
I remember the blue eyes
I remember the golden curls
Carelessly curly hairline.

My cowgirl is incomparable
I remember the whole outfit is simple,
And the image is cute, unforgettable,
Everywhere wanders with me.

Guardian of my genius - by love
In joy he was given separation;
Will I fall asleep? - will stick to the head of the bed
And sweeten the sad dream.

K. Batyushkov, 1815