Zlata Razdolina Composer, author and performer - 'Petersburg' - Lyrics Osip Mandelshtam
Злата Раздолина Композитор, автор - исполнитель -"Петербург" - ст. О. Мандельштама
English translation:
I returned to my city that I know like my tears,
Like my veins, like childhood's swollen glands
You've come back here, so swallow at once
The cod liver oil of Leningrad's river lamps,
Recognize, right away, the brief December day,
Egg yolk commingled with ominous tar.
Petersburg! I'm not yet ready to die!
You've still got my telephone numbers.
Petersburg! I still have the addresses
Where I can call on the speech of the dead.
I live on a back staircase, and the clapper
Yanked out with flesh hits me in the temple,
And all night through I wait for precious guests,
Rattling like shackles the chains on the doors.
December 1930
Zlata Razdolina site: www.razdolina.com, E-mail: zlata.razdolina@gmail.com
Great homesickness...
Thank you, dziękuję !
GW828 2 years ago
Thanks again. I see you already found the other clips, other then jurek46pink put at his YouTube site,
Will let you know when new video will be released
ShlomoBlumberg 2 years ago