Текст песни Осип Мандельштам - Пылает за окном звезда

Ablaze outside the star,
Twinkling lights lamp.
So, therefore, destined to be it,
To become a bitter joy,
Bride pushed much.

Above the cradle of soft light
And, not yours, tune Baiyun.
And the snow and stars - fox trail
And the golden month and the young,
Not a day does not know, nor years.

How sad and it hurts me scare
With eyebrows familiar izluku
And take, as before, in the hands of his hand.
Forgive me if the earth flour
Earth affection do not forget!

Ablaze outside the star,
Above the cradle - the soft light,
In the morning - a table and a stool.
So, then, fated, and - no
Otherwise I do not need luck! ..

Osip Mandelstam