К *** [Я помню чудное мгновенье...] [K *** [Ya pomnyu chudnoe mgnoven'e...]] [Transliteration]

Ya pomnyu chudnoye mgnoven'ye:

Peredo mnoy yavilas' ty,

Kak mimoletnoye viden'ye,

Kak geniy chistoy krasoty.

V tomlen'yah grusti beznadezhnoy,

V trevogah shumnoy suyety,

Zvuchal mne dolgo golos nezhnyy

I snilis' milyye cherty.

Shli gody. Bur' poryv myatezhnyy

Rasseyal prezhniye mechty,

I ya zabyl tvoy golos nezhnyy,

Tvoi nebesnyye cherty.

V glushi, vo mrake zatochen'ya

Tyanulis' tiho dni moi

Bez bozhestva, bez vdohnoven'ya,

Bez slez, bez zhizni, bez lyubvi.

Dushe nastalo probuzhden'ye:

I vot opyat' yavilas' ty,

Kak mimoletnoye viden'ye,

Kak geniy chistoy krasoty.

I serdtse b'yotsya v upoyen'ye,

I dlya nego voskresli vnov'

I bozhestvo, i vdokhnoven'ye,

I zhizn', i slozy, i lyubov'.

• Artist:Aleksandr Pushkin