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看看俄国人多有日常生活智慧!不像这儿的老美,在大冷天里光著个脑袋,不肯戴帽。活该!
Little Bell (Kremlin Capella performance)
Monotonously rings the little bell,
And the dust rises lightly on the road,
And mournfully across the even field
Mournfully floats the song of the coachman.
So much sadness is in that mournful song,
So much feeling in the tune of my native land,
That in my cold, empty chest
My heart kindled like a flame.
And I remembered other nights
And the fields and forests of my homeland
And from my long-dry eyes
Ran, like a spark, a tear.
Monotonously rings the little bell.
Lightly wafting into the distance;
And my coachman has fallen silent, and the road
Before me is so far, so far. |