Опубликовано: 14 окт. 2014 г.783natahttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKGi2pBORB0&list=UUMpOhWLWqaM3zap5BzmRwywК 200-летию со дня рождения великого русского поэта, писателя, драматурга, художника Михаила Юрьевича Лермонтова (3 октября [15 октября] 1814, Москва — 15 июля [27 июля] 1841, Пятигорск).nTo commemorate the 200th anniversary of the birthday of the great Russian poet Mikhail Lermontov (3 October [October 15] 1814, Moscow - July 15 [July 27] 1841, Pyatigorsk).nAlone I set out on the road;nThe flinty path is sparkling in the mist;nThe night is still. The desert harks to God,nAnd star with star converses.nnThe vault is overwhelmed with solemn wondernThe earth in cobalt aura sleeps. . .nWhy do I feel so pained and troubled?nWhat do I harbor: hope, regrets?nnI see no hope in years to come,nHave no regrets for things gone by.nAll that I seek is peace and freedom!nTo lose myself and sleep!nnBut not the frozen slumber of the grave...nI'd like eternal sleep to leavenMy life force dozing in my breastnGently with my breath to rise and fall;nnBy night and day, my hearing would be soothednBy voices sweet, singing to me of love.nAnd over me, forever green,nA dark oak tree would bend and rustle.n1841nМузыка Елизавета Шашина.n