Evenings In Moscow Countryside

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KairmsARpyo

In the garden you can't hear anything,

Everything till the morning subsides.

If you only knew how I treasure these

Evenings in Moscow countryside.

River moves along then moves not along,

All alit in moon's silver shine.

You can hear the song and not hear the song

In these silent and peaceful nights.

Why then, my dear one, do you look aslant,

Turning your head to the side?

It's hard to express and to not express

Everything that is on my heart.

And the dawn is coming along more clear,

So, please then, be so kind

Don't forget these beautiful, summer

Evenings in Moscow countryside.

Translated from Russian by Ilya Shambat

https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambat/russian-songs