Хусейн Мухтаров, Народный Артист СССР, исполняет "Пророк" Н. А. Римского-Корсаковв на слова А. С. Пушкина.
Партия фортепиано – Каныкей Мухтарова, 1997г.

Hussein Mukhtarov, Kyrgyz bass, People's Artist of the USSR, performs a song by N. Rimsky-Korsakov "The Prophet" to the words of A. S. Pushkin.
Piano accompaniment – Kanykei Mukhtarova, 1997.

The Prophet
My lonely heart athirst, I trod
A barren waste when, so ’twas fated,
A winged seraph ‘fore me stood:
Where crossed the desert roads he waited.
Upon my orbs of sightless clay
His fingers lightly he did lay.
And like a startled eagle round me
I gazed and saw the earth surrounded,
Hemmed in by sky… He touched my ear,
Then t’other, and, most marked and clear,
There came to me the gentle flutter
Of angels’ wings, I heard the vine
Push through the earth and skyward climb,
The deep-sea monsters in the water
Like tiny fishes glide… And o’er
Me calm he bent and out he tore
My sinful tongue… Not once withdrawing
His gaze from mine, he pushed, unseen,
A serpent’s deadly sting between
My ice-cold lips… Then, swiftly drawing
His shining sword, he clove my breast,
Plucked out my quivering heart, and, sombre
And grim of aspect, coolly thrust
Into the gaping hole an ember
That ran with flame… I lay there, dead,
And God, God spake, and this He said:
«Arise, O sage! My summons hearing,
Do as I bid, by naught deterred;
Stride o’er the earth, a prophet, searing
The hearts of men with righteous word.»

Alexandr Pushkin
Translated by I.Zheleznova

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