Snow is still white in the fields
but spring is in the water's voice.
Running, the waters wake the sleepy banks.
They run, they glisten, they rejoice.
«Spring is coming, spring is coming!»
in every direction they shout.
«We're the young spring's runners,
with the news she has sent us out!»
Spring is coming, spring is coming!
In a bright, rosy round-dance plays
a frolicking, happy bustle
of May's warm, quiet days.
Еще в полях белеет снег,
А воды уж весной шумят —
Бегут и будят сонный брег,
Бегут и блещут и гласят —
Они гласят во все концы:
«Весна идет, весна идет!
Мы молодой весны гонцы,
Она нас выслала вперед».
Весна идет, весна идет!
И тихих, теплых майских дней
Румяный, светлый хоровод
Толпится весело за ней!
«Is life colorless? We have to / Be quite persevering / Twice a year, my bosom buddy, / You can triumph like a king... If, by any chance, somewhere, — / Masquerade or somewhere else, / In a carriage platform, sort of, / Upper deck, or such a place, You encounter a person / A noble a...»
«Every month you are entitled / To subscribe to a newspaper / Which is always a good helper / With the questions for the cattle. / / Godless squabbler, politician, / Radical or parasite, / Genius or stupid fright, / Fool, or person of ambition, / In the paper they can find / Any ...»
«Our ancestors, in cellars, / Used to whisper more than once: / "It's so hard... our kids, dear fellows, / Will be better off, perchance" / / They had grown, and, like fathers, / Got to cellars in hard times / Sighing: "Our kids will also / See the sunrise after us". / / Our onl...»
«You'd be always out / In villages around / Having fun at feasts / I'd be on my own, / In the wood or home, / Watching plants and trees. / / Girls were, sewing, spinning / Grannies played with children / I was all alone, / Gentle as a berry / Still as captive birdie / In a fl...»