Текст песни Козловский Иван - Вечерний звон
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Слова: И. И. Козлов, 1827 г. (перевод стихотворения Т. Мура)
Музыка: А. Алябьев (1828) или В. Волков (обр-ка)
Those Evening Bells
(The Bells of St. Petersburgh)
Those evening bells! Those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells,
Of youth and home and that sweet time
When last I heard their soothing chime.
Those joyous hours are past away:
And many a heart, that then was gay.
Within the tomb now darkly dwells,
And hears no more those evening bells.
And so 'twill be when I am gone:
That tuneful peal will still ring on,
While other bards shall walk these dells,
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells!
1818
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Letter: Sir Thomas Moore
(возможно, перевод на английский с греческого, из сочинений преп. Георгия Афонского, XI в.)
Музыка: А. Алябьев (1828) или В. Волков (обр-ка)
Those Evening Bells
(The Bells of St. Petersburgh)
Those evening bells! Those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells,
Of youth and home and that sweet time
When last I heard their soothing chime.
Those joyous hours are past away:
And many a heart, that then was gay.
Within the tomb now darkly dwells,
And hears no more those evening bells.
And so 'twill be when I am gone:
That tuneful peal will still ring on,
While other bards shall walk these dells,
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells!
1818
-----
Letter: Sir Thomas Moore
(возможно, перевод на английский с греческого, из сочинений преп. Георгия Афонского, XI в.)
Слова: И. И. Козлов, 1827 г. (перевод стихотворения Т. Мура)
Музыка: А. Алябьев (1828) или В. Волков (обр-ка)
Those Evening Bells
(The Bells of St. Petersburgh)
Those evening bells! Those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells,
Of youth and home and that sweet time
When last I heard their soothing chime.
Those joyous hours are past away:
And many a heart, that then was gay.
Within the tomb now darkly dwells,
And hears no more those evening bells.
And so 'twill be when I am gone:
That tuneful peal will still ring on,
While other bards shall walk these dells,
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells!
1818
-----
Letter: Sir Thomas Moore
(возможно, перевод на английский с греческого, из сочинений преп. Георгия Афонского, XI в.)
Музыка: А. Алябьев (1828) или В. Волков (обр-ка)
Those Evening Bells
(The Bells of St. Petersburgh)
Those evening bells! Those evening bells!
How many a tale their music tells,
Of youth and home and that sweet time
When last I heard their soothing chime.
Those joyous hours are past away:
And many a heart, that then was gay.
Within the tomb now darkly dwells,
And hears no more those evening bells.
And so 'twill be when I am gone:
That tuneful peal will still ring on,
While other bards shall walk these dells,
And sing your praise, sweet evening bells!
1818
-----
Letter: Sir Thomas Moore
(возможно, перевод на английский с греческого, из сочинений преп. Георгия Афонского, XI в.)