Текст песни Ф.И.Тютчев - Как сладко дремлет сад темно-зеленый...

How sweetly the dark green garden slumbers,
Embraced by the bliss of the blue night!
Through apple trees, whitened flowers,
How sweet the golden month is shining! ..

Mysteriously, as on the first day of creation,
A host of stars burns in the bottomless sky,
Exclamations of distant music are heard,
The neighboring key speaks louder ...

The veil descended on the daytime world,
The movement was exhausted, the work fell asleep ...
Over the sleeping hail, as in the tops of the forest,
A wonderful nightly hum woke up ...

Where is he from, this incomprehensible hum? ..
Or mortal thoughts, released by sleep,
The world is incorporeal, audible, but invisible,
Now swarming in the chaos of the night? ..