Там свеча горела,
Там струна гудела,
Непогода пела за окном.
Наяву мечтали,
В полудреме ждали,
А во снах летали над дождем.
Над дождем летали,
Тучи разгоняли,
Жаворонка звали: Прилетай!
Расскажи нам, где был,
На седьмом ли небе,
Там где былью небыль, там где рай.
Во раю потерянном
Стоит белый терем,
Незакрыты двери в нем, в окнах свет..
Заходите, странныя,
Во сады желанныя,
Там, где белой яблони вечный цвет..
Отдохните вволюшку
От нелегкой долюшки
И людскаго горюшка, а потом
Жаворонка вещаго
Отпустите с весточкой
В город спящий вечным сном подо льдом…
..Там свеча горела,
Там струна гудела,
Непогода пела: Пропадай!..
Но во снах летали,
Тучи разгоняли,
Жаворонка звали: Прилетай!
There the candle burned,
There the string was buzzing,
Bad weather was singing outside the window.
In reality they dreamed,
In half expectation waited,
And in dreams flying over the rain.
Over the rain flew,
The clouds were dispersed,
The lark was called: Come!
Tell us where you were,
In the seventh heaven,
Where there was a fable, where there is paradise.
In paradise lost
There is a white tower,
Unclosed doors in it, in the windows of the light ..
Come in, weird,
In the gardens desired,
Where the white apple tree is an eternal color ..
Have a rest involuntarily
From a hard share
And the people's smell, and then
The lark of things
Let go with the news
Into the city sleeping eternal sleep under the ice ...
.. There the candle burned,
There the string was buzzing,
Bad weather sang: Get lost! ..
But in dreams flying,
The clouds were dispersed,
The lark was called: Come!