Текст песни V Дмитрий Смирнов тенор 14 - 02 Сладко пел душа-соловушка 1912 Р.Глиэр

Sweet soul Solovushko
In the Green My Garden;
He knew a lot of songs,
The sweeter was not alone.

Ah, the song was cherished,
Rushed white chest longing;
And everyone would listen to everyone,
Would not break up the age with her.

Suddenly looked from midnight,
As if on the heart lay down
Snow uncoop
And my garden brought.

Out of time
Empty green garden;
Many birds, a lot of songs in it,
Just cute not to hear.

Hear my girlfriends,
In the Green My Garden
Does my Solovushko sing
Song cherished his own?

"Where to remember the migratory? -
I'm talking to my girlfriends. -
Song, maybe caught
For him in someone else's edge? "

No, soul Solovushko
In someone else's far side;
He is all bitter syrophic, -
He is still the same as he was.

He did not forget the cherished song,
All about the edge sings
Everything sings in longing about cute,
With this song and die.

From Roman I. Lazhechnikova "Last New Year", M. 1831, part 2, ch. 3.