Текст песни Ian Bostridge - 11. Fruhlingstraum Весенний сон

I see a dream about spring colors, which grow on a heated field;
I see a dream about green meadows, which is full of pheny of birds to splash.
Cocking Creek at dawn awakened me from dreams:
That raven on the roof is sad. On the street is cold and dark ...
But who on the glasses patterns from the leaves and the Herbs of Spring
Skillfully painted? Do not laugh at this softer:
See the harsh winter spring fields flowers,
Answer love hope, a charming virgin girl,
Sun rooster greeting, frozen shower awakening.
I'll close my eyes again - and again fills the heart,
And again in unreal dream, green on the windows of spring,
And comes to me Favorite ...