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SONNET XXX Music by Valentin Dubovskoy lyrics by William Shakespeare When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, and with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, for precious friends hid in death's dateless night, and weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, and moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight: then can I grieve at grievances foregone, and heavily from woe to woe tell o'er the sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, all losses are restored and sorrows end. |
СОНЕТ XXX Музыка Валентина Дубовского слова Уильяма Шекспира, перевод Самуила Маршака Когда на суд безмолвных, тайных дум я вызываю голоса былого, – утраты все приходят мне на ум, и старой болью я болею снова.
Из
глаз, не знавших слёз, я слёзы лью
Веду я счет потерянному мной
Но
прошлое я нахожу в тебе |
| When to the ses-sions of sweet si-lent thought I sum-mon up re-mem-brance of things past, I sigh the lack of ma-ny_a thing I sought, and with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: then can I drown an eye, un-used to flow, for pre-cious friends hid in death's date-less night, and weep a-fresh loves long since can-cell'd woe, and moan the ex-penseof ma-ny_a van-ish'd sight: then can I grieve at grie-van-ces fore-gone, and heav-i-ly from woe to woe tell o'er the sad ac-count of fore-be-moan-ed moan, which I new pay as if not paid be-fore. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, all loss-es are re-stored and sor-rows end. |
50(2)C# 35(11)B 33(9)G#
43(7)F# 76(4)D# 21(9)G# 72(12)H 28(4)D# 51(3)D 99(3)D |