Part of a series or song cycle:
Five Balmont Poems (Op. 36)
Želtokrylaja babočka, s detstva znakomaja,
Pokačalas’ po vetru i sela na mak.
Chobotkom govorit: „Posmotrite, zdes’ doma ja!‟
„Vam privetstvennyj kryl’jami delaju znak.‟
Pokivala, složila dva stjaga uzornye,
I zabylas’ v dremote pod žarkim lučom.
O, kak tjagostny noči ljudskie i čërnye.
O, kak bol’no duše, rassečennoj mečom!
A yellow-winged butterfly, familiar to us since childhood,
Danced on the wind and settled on a poppy.
And its little proboscis says : ‘Look, this is my home!
I greet you with my little wings!’
It nods, folding its flag-like, patterned wings,
And slumbers in the sun’s hot rays.
Oh, how oppressive and black are our human nights.
Oh how my soul suffers, pierced by a sword!
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Konstantin Dmitriyevich Balmont was a Russian symbolist poet and translator.
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Previously performed at:
(As part of a song cycle/series:)
- 22 Oct 2018: Mastercourse Booklet