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А. Градский — В полях под снегом и дождем (сл. Роберта Бернса в переводе С.Маршака) текст песни слова песни и перевод

А. Градский — В полях под снегом и дождем (сл. Роберта Бернса в переводе С.Маршака) текст песни

В полях, под снегом и дождем,
Мой милый друг,
Мой бедный друг,
Тебя укрыл бы я плащом
От зимних вьюг,
От зимних вьюг.

А если мука суждена
Тебе судьбой,
Тебе судьбой,
Готов я скорбь твою до дна
Делить с тобой,
Делить с тобой.

Пуская сойду я в мрачный дол,
Где ночь кругом,
Где тьма кругом, —
Во тьме я солнце бы нашел
С тобой вдвоем,
С тобой вдвоем.

И если б дали мне в удел
Весь шар земной,
Весь шар земной,
С каким бы счастьем я владел
Тобой одной,
Тобой одной.

O, Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast (Burns Original)

On yonder lea, on yonder lea,
My plaidie to the angry airt,
I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee;
Or did Misfortune's bitter storms
Around thee blaw, around thee blaw,
Thy bield should be my bosom,
To share it a', to share it a'.

Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae black and bare, sae black and bare,
The desert were a Paradise,
If thou wert there, if thou wert there;
Or were I Monarch o' the globe,
Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign,
The brightest jewel in my Crown
Wad be my Queen, wad be my Queen.

O, Were You In The Cold Blast (Standard English Translation)

O, were you in the cold blast
On yonder meadow, on yonder meadow,
My plaid to the angry direction,
I would shelter you, I would shelter you,
Or did Misfortune's bitter storms
Around you blow, around you blow,
Your shelter should be my bosom,
To share it all, to share it all.

Or were I in the wildest waste,
So black and bare, so black and bare,
The desert were a Paradise,
If you were there, if you were there.
Or were I monarch of the globe,
With you to reign, with you to reign,
The brightest jewel in my crown
Would be my queen, would be my queen

A. Gradsky — In the fields under snow and rain (SL. Robert burns, translated by S. Marshak) lyrics

In the fields under snow and rain,
My dear friend,
My poor friend,
You covered I a coat
From winter blizzards
From winter blizzards.

And if the flour destined
You fate,
You fate,
Ready I your tribulation to the bottom
To share with you
To share with you.

Floating away I’m in the dark Dale,
Where night circle
Where darkness all around, —
In the darkness I am the sun would be found
You and me,
Just you and me.

And if they gave me the lot
The whole globe,
The whole globe,
With what happiness would I’ve owned
You one,
One of you.

O, Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast (Burns Original)

On yonder lea, on yonder lea,
My plaidie to the angry airt,
I’d shelter thee, I’d shelter thee;
Or did Misfortune»s bitter storms
Around thee blaw, around thee blaw,
Thy bield should be my bosom,
To share it a’, to share it a’.

Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae black and bare, sae black and bare,
The desert were a Paradise,
If thou wert there, if thou wert there;
Or were I Monarch o’ the globe,
Wi’ thee to reign, wi’ thee to reign,
The brightest jewel in my Crown
Wad be my Queen, wad be my Queen.

O, Were You In The Cold Blast (Standard English Translation)

O, were you in the cold blast
On yonder meadow, on yonder meadow,
My plaid to the angry direction,
I would shelter you, I would shelter you,
Or did Misfortune»s bitter storms
Around you blow, around you blow,
Your shelter should be my bosom,
To share it all, to share it all.

Or were I in the wildest waste,
So black and bare, so black and bare,
The desert were a Paradise,
If you were there, if you were there.
Or were I monarch of the globe,
With you to reign, with you to reign,
The brightest jewel in my crown
Would be my queen, would be my queen

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