В серебристом облаке мелодий, Что раздались этою весной,...

In a silver cloud of tunes
What rang out this spring
I hear the sounds of wonderful rhapsody
Tenderness comparable to you ...
 
The blackened blackened thaw
The blue of heaven with flying to heaven -
This is a magical world, pristine,
The world of dreams, hopes and hearts edge ...
 
Creek streams on the slopes of spring
And the first shoots will break through
The heart beats in eternal yearning,
His strings are also all thin ...
 
And on the nerves clearly, loudly, passionately,
Screaming cool drops
Thoughts emphasize inconstancy
From afar, an audible flute ...
 
I dream about bagpipes
About the thistle dear
On the green slopes in the morning of May,
About thunderstorm peals in front of the palace ...
 
Everything is like in a fairy tale wonderful and lovely,
Where are the heroes, passions and dreams
In the joy of spring and the unknown
I recreate bridges in my soul ...