Текст песни Дмитрий Бортнянский - Три романса - 3. Романс о прекрасном Тирсисе

Young Tirscis once in the fields
One walked
And Duma Forests and Hills
He tried:
"Oh, that I love I so gently
With me there is no,
Sighs about her hopeless
For five years! "

And the dog, the friend is faithful,
With longing looks,
Sheep flock whole gurboy
I run to me.
They share misfortune
My souls
And know that this is a fate
All more valuable.

You glow my proud
Many years.
Please remember sometimes
About my advice:
Flower, blossoming in the spring,
Beautiful and al,
To rip it with zareku,
So as not to plant.

Sweat nest in nightingale bushes
In my garden ...
Please fly away
To her window.
Your voice and gentle and languid
Her captivates
Warves from the love song
Heat lounge.

Since she, as it became a dark
Forgotten sleep,
Tikhonechko Sit, nightingale,
There, under the window.
Space the best song
And sing stronger
Sogray's wonderful song
Heart to her!