WHETHER I WANDER... (A. S. Pushkin)

Music by ALEXANDER FEHT ( www.feht.com )

Performed by Nikolay Dorozhkin (tenor) and Sergey Chechyotko (pianist)

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WHETHER I WANDER... (in Russian)
Alexander Pushkin

Whether I wander along tumultuous streets
Or step into a crowded temple,
Or sit among nonsensical youths,
I abandon myself in habitual dreams.

I say: the years shall breeze by,
And all of us, as many as we are now,
Shall sink beneath eternal crypts --
And someone's hour is already near.

As I gaze upon the hermitical oak,
I muse: this patriarch of woods
Shall outlive our forgotten age
As it outlived the age of our fathers,

Each day, each year
I've come to usher out in my mind,
Intent to perceive among them
The approaching date of my death.

Where shall fate put an end to my days?
In battle? In my travels? In the sea?
Or will the neighboring vale
Receive the cold ash of my body?

And though to the unfeeling corpse
It is all one where it decays,
Yet I would still like to lie at rest
In some familiar, nearby place.

And at the entrance of the grave
The youthful life shall play its games,
And nature, always indifferent,
Shall shine with everlasting beauty.
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Композитор: Александр Фет
Исполнители: Николай Дорожкин (тенор), Сергей Чечетко (фортепиано)

Брожу ли я вдоль улиц шумных...
Александр Пушкин

Брожу ли я вдоль улиц шумных,
Вхожу ль во многолюдный храм,
Сижу ль меж юношей безумных,
Я предаюсь моим мечтам.

Я говорю: промчатся годы,
И сколько здесь ни видно нас,
Мы все сойдем под вечны своды —
И чей-нибудь уж близок час.

Гляжу ль на дуб уединенный,
Я мыслю: патриарх лесов
Переживет мой век забвенный,
Как пережил он век отцов.

День каждый, каждую годину
Привык я думой провождать,
Грядущей смерти годовщину
Меж их стараясь угадать.

И где мне смерть пошлет судьбина?
В бою ли, в странствии, в волнах?
Или соседняя долина
Мой примет охладелый прах?

И хоть бесчувственному телу
Равно повсюду истлевать,
Но ближе к милому пределу
Мне все б хотелось почивать.

И пусть у гробового входа
Младая будет жизнь играть,
И равнодушная природа
Красою вечною сиять.

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[xAmandine]

Beautiful music an performance – thank you!

[Kievest]

Pushkin, my favorite of the Russian poets, had a dual nature...light and dark, happy

and sad, powerful and gentle...he was the father of Eurgene Onegin and Lensky..

opposite sides of the romantic spectrum. His lyrics are melancholy but not without

hope and Maestro Feht's multicolored music pits stunning drama and fate against delicate lyricism and wistful introspection. Very compelling compos-

ition and performance. Thank you for sharing this profound and enriching

video. Bravo!

[bragova]

Hugely dramatic! I Tweeted this link. Had never figured out what usefulness Twitter had, but a friend persuaded me to give it a try.

[ceb2633]

So beautiful; I love Pushkin and the music is very special. Thank you for this very thoughtful and lovely piece.

xxClaudia

[lovethepiano]

Our life ends one day, sad isn't it? i love Feht's music.