Robert Burns (Роберт Бернс)

Bonnie Bell

THE smiling spring comes in rejoicing,
  And surly winter grimly flies:
Now crystal clear are the failing waters,
  And bonnie blue are the sunny skies;
Fresh o’er the mountains breaks forth the morning,
  The ev’ning gilds the ocean’s swell;
All creatures joy in the sun’s returning,
  And I rejoice in my bonnie Bell.

The flowery spring leads sunny summer,
  And yellow autumn presses near;
Then in his turn comes gloomy winter,
  Till smiling spring again appear.
Thus seasons dancing, life advancing,
  Old Time and Nature their changes tell;
But never ranging, still unchanging,
  I adore my bonnie Bell.

• немецкий (German)

1. I Gaed a Waefu' Gate Yestreen
2. Blythe Was She
3. Farewell to Ballochmyle
4. Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns
5. Simmer’s a Pleasant Time

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