Текст песни Ф.И.Тютчев - Цицерон

Roman orator spoke
    Amidst civil storms and anxieties:
    “I got up late - and on the road
    Caught in the night of Rome was! "
So! .. but, saying goodbye to Roman glory,
    From the Capitoline Heights
    In all the greatness you saw
    The sunset of her bloody star! ..

    Blessed is he who visited this world
  In his fateful moments!
    He was called all-good
    As an interlocutor at a feast.
    He’s their highest spectacle viewer,
    He was admitted to their council -
  And alive like a celestial
    Immortality drank from the cup!

Read by Mikhail Kozakov