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Jeanne Gérard sings Rachmaninov's luminous setting of this poem by Galina Galina (1870-1942). I'll post a paraphrase below.
Here's my paraphrase of the poem:
It's good here . . . look into the distance.
The river is all aglow;
like a bright carpet the meadow stretches out.
The clouds above are white.
No people here. It's quiet here . . .
Only God and me here.
Flowers, and an ancient pine,
and you, my dream.
u/Die_Horen — 4 days ago