Song of the Varangian Guest from the Opera 'Sadko'
The waves terrible break up with the roaring on the rocks
And, turning with the white foam, run back.
But firmly the grey cliffs endure the waves rush
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BORODINO Mikhail Lermontov
- Tell, uncle, it is not a gift,
Moscow burnt by a fire,
does given to the frenchman?
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About motherland
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I could not to understand, but now I do -
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The cranes
It seems to me at times that the soldiers,
Do not come from the bloody fields,
Not in this earth have lie once,
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My Dagestan
When travelled the set of the countries,
Tired, after the farewell at home I was turned back,
Inclined over me Dagestan has asked:
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In the moon shine
In the moon shine
The snow is silver in the moon shine,
The troyka rush along the road.
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Here
Where the stream
Runs in the stones,
Is humming
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Musicals - Notre Dame De Paris - Esmeralda
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The life is whimsical. All of us are within its power.
We grumble and we abuse the life.
... Than more difficultly it is, than more dangerously -
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