Текст песни Виталий Каледин - Пой во мраке тихой рощи 1793 Николай Михайлович Карамзин

To Solovyu

Sing in the dark grove
Gentle, meek maloths!
Sing under the light of the lunar nosti!
Glow your little soul my soul.
But woven the river rolls
Tears from my eyes,
Feelings of a hatch and languishing
From your harmony?
Oh! I remembered the unforgettable,
In the depths of the cold earth
The predatory death of prisoners;
Their graves of Zaroshi
All High Grass.
I stayed orphan ...
I stayed in the mountain to live,
Sugar and tears pour! ..
With whom now to enjoy me
Delicate song of yours?
With some nature to be consoled?
Everything is sad without friends!
Our spirit is dying with them,
The joy of life departs;
Heart is boring one -
Light desert, darkness to him.

Soon the song is your
About kind nonsense,
Over the grave is mine
Will you captivate people?

1793.