As soon as Moon flashed through dark of night
With its thin sickle, so gentle and brilliant,
Another world is craved with all my heart,
Bewitched by all that's boundless and distant.
I greedily drink this ever-palled brightness,
A tiny elf I swing in nets of rays,
I hear what tells me the utter silence.
To woods, to peaks, by dazzling snows covered!
Like a sick spirit, I'm in dreamy flight.
I'm waked up for the world, the peaceful one and quiet,
And mildly cry and breathe with fresh Moonlight.
I am afar from all my people's fussiness,
I am a stranger for all earthly strains,
I'm breath of wind, a cloud far in highness.
Music: Maria Marachowska 2010
Lyrics: Konstantin Balmont 1894
14. MONDSCHEIN
Sobald der Mond die dunkle Nacht erhellt
mit seiner dünnen Sichel, so sanft und klar,
ersehne ich von ganzem Herzen eine andre Welt,
erfüllt vom Zauberbann der grenzenlosen Weite.
Auf zu den Wäldern, den von blendend weißem Schnee bedeckten Gipfeln!
Wie ein kranker Geist, entrückt in träumerischen Höhenflügen.
Ich fühle mich erweckt von einer Welt des Friedens und der Ruhe,
Und weine leise, als ich den frischen Mondschein atme.
Gierig trinke ich das leichenblasse Licht, - -
Ein blecherner Elf – schaukle ich in Strahlennetzen,
lausche, was die vollkommne Stille mir zu sagen hat.
Ich bin weit entfernt von der Rastlosigkeit meiner Anverwandten,
fremd sind mir all die weltlichen Lasten,
ich bin ein Windhauch, eine Wolke in fernen Höhen.
Musik: Maria Marachowska 2010
Lyrics: Konstantin Balmont 1894
Übersetzung: Iris Weirich 2014
14. ЛУННЫЙ СВЕТ
Когда луна сверкнет во мгле ночной
Своим серпом, блистательным и нежным,
Моя душа стремится в мир иной,
Пленяясь всем далеким и безбрежным.
Впиваю это бледное сиянье,
Как эльф, качаюсь в сетке из лучей,
Я слушаю, как говорит молчанье.
К лесам, к горам, к вершинам белоснежным
Я мчусь в мечтах, как будто дух больной,
Я бодрствую над миром безмятежным,
И сладко плачу, и дышу луной.
Людей родных мне далеко страданье,
Чужда мне вся земля с борьбой своей,
Я — облачко, я — ветерка дыханье.
Людей родных мне далеко страданье,
Чужда мне вся земля с борьбой своей,
Я — облачко, я — ветерка дыханье.
Музыка: Мария Мараховска 2010
Стихи: Константин Бальмонт 1894
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