Текст песни Фёдор Тютчев. - Не то что мните вы природа.

Not that crease you, nature:
Do not cast, not heartless face -
It has a soul, it is freedom,
It is love, it is the language of ...

You sees the leaves and flowers on a tree:
Or they stuck a gardener?
Or the fruit ripens in one's own womb
I play of the external alien forces? ..

They do not see, nor hear,
Living in this world is in darkness,
For them and the sun, to know not breathe,
And there is no life in the sea waves.

Rays of them did not descend into the soul,
Spring in their breasts are not blooming;
When these forests are not talking,
And the night was mute in the stars!

And language unearthly,
Fermenting rivers and forests,
The night did not confer with them
In a friendly conversation thunderstorm!

Not their fault: I understand, since maybe
Authority life deaf and dumb!
His soul, ah! not to alarm
And the voice of the mother! ..