Moscow Nights Song

Stillness in the grove not a rustling sound
Softly shines the moon clear and bright
Dear, if you could know
How I treasure so this most beautiful Moscow Night

Lazily the brook like a silvery stream
Ripples in the light of the moon
And a song afar fades as in a dream
In this night that will end too soon

Yes a song afar fades as in a dream
In this night that will end too soon
Dearest, why so sad, why the downcast eyes
And your lovely head bent so low

Oh, I mustn’t speak, though I’d love to say
That you’ve stolen my heart away
Promise me my love, as the dawn appears
And the darkness turns into light

That you’ll cherish dear, through the passing years
This most beautiful Moscow Night
Say you’ll cherish dear through the passing years
This most beautiful Moscow Night


Not a whisper heard in the Moscow park
Everything is calm till the dawn
If you only knew how dear are
Moscow nights for a Russian soul

The river is runing and staying still
It's made from the silver of moon
And the sound of song can't be ever heard
Those quiet nights have their own song

Oh my darling, don't look at me so harsh,
Why is your head bent very low?
I can't say all thing and not say all thing
That are hidden inside my heart

And the dawn is getting more visible
So my darling be kind to me:
Please do not forget how full of love
Summer nights under Moscow moon

Не слышны в саду даже шорохи,
Все здесь замерло до утра.
Если б знали вы, как мне дороги
Подмосковные вечера.

Речка движется и не движется,
Вся из лунного серебра.
Песня слышится и не слышится
В эти тихие вечера.

Что ж ты милая, смотришь искоса,
Низко голову наклоня?
Трудно высказать и не высказать
Все, что на сердце у меня.

А рассвет уже все заметнее...
Так, пожалуйста, будь добра,
Не забудь и ты эти летние
Подмосковные вечера!