Текст песни Франц Шуберт - Вечерняя Серенада

Gaping holes wind
Buzzing strings ranks
Scurried hand conductor,
Resembling smoke

Rose thunder of drums
Rhapsody ivy wound
Nature with music on an equal footing
Gains power over the world

How Laden sound like fingers Hustler!
How closely the crypts mortal bodies!
A night swaying chandeliers
And the stars fell to the ground

And above happiness, above flour
Above all, than the music lived
Scurried ghostly hands
And the sun bald head swam

Under these smoky patterns
(Just a gesture, just flapping!)
From the dust rose up the mountain
And the kingdom turned to dust

And then - the end, a crescendo of code!
Palms explosion in her throat ...
We froze ramp nature
And Schubert wanders outside

(C) Maria Protasova