Есть в осени первоначальной - Тютчев | Russian Poetry with English Translation

Тютчев стихи "Есть в осени первоначальной". Russian poem with SUBTITLES and English translation. Fyodor Tyutchev / Фёдор Тю́тчев (1803 – 1873) is one of the three greatest Russian Romantic poets.
Ф. И. Тютчев «Есть в осени первоначальной...»
Есть в осени первоначальной
Короткая, но дивная пора –
Весь день стоит как бы хрустальный,
И лучезарны вечера...

Где бодрый серп гулял и падал колос,
Теперь уж пусто всё – простор везде, –
Лишь паутины тонкий волос
Блестит на праздной борозде.

Пустеет воздух, птиц не слышно боле,
Но далеко еще до первых зимних бурь –
И льется чистая и теплая лазурь
На отдыхающее поле...

* * *
There is a spell in autumn early,
One all too brief, of an enchantment rare:
The nights are radiant and pearly,
The days, pellucid, crystal-clear.

Where played the sickle and fell the corn, a mellow,
A warm and breathless stillness reigns supreme;
Spanning the brown and idle furrow,
A dainty thread of cobweb gleams.

The birds have flown, we hear no more their clamour,
But winter's angry winds not soon will start to blow -
Upon the empty fields there pours the azure glow
Of skies that have not lost the warmth of summer.

* * *
Exists in the autumnal growing
A brief, but an enchanting phase:
The day – as if in crystal glowing,
The dusk – in the resplendent glaze.

Where ears fell to zesty sickle's rending,
It's bare around; through a widespread range
Glows only, thinning and unbending,
A web string on an idle trench.

The air's depleting, quiet – birds have pealed,
Of nascent wintry storms there isn't a clue,
And pours the warm and the transparent blue
Onto a resting field...

* * *
There is a fleeting, wondrous moment
during autumn's early days:
time stands motionless, time's a crystal,
evenings bathe in brilliant rays.

Where sickles swung and crops were toppled,
there's just an empty wasteland now.
A strand of glittering web is all you notice
across an idle track cut by a plough.

The air has emptied. Birds no longer chatter,
though there's some time to wait for winter's snow and rain,
and pure and warm, a gentle blue is flowing
across the resting plains.

[madhumitaroy]

When I understand it really it is a acchivedment to me soon start to Russia as possible other languages to me
I am lazy unless some language easy and daily used to also

[НадеждаКлоченок-цр]

Отвратительное прочтение прекрасного стиха

[ЖандосЖұмағұл-йз]

Талдықорған интернат 6-сынып кім көріп отыр?😂😂😂
©️Мен Жандос

[albinasuper]

Обожаю это стихотворение! Такое нежное, чувственное, красивое! До меня оно про бабье лето!

[amurstalker]

Именно с такой интонацией я учил стих с сыном. Один в один как у вас))) Потом увидел это видео и обрадовался) Совпадение? Нет - это понимание поэзии. Очень проникновенно. Спасибо.

[weeklyrussian]

I included three translations just to give you an idea about this poem - one of my favorites, but none of them has the beauty of the original.
* * *
There is a spell in autumn early,  
One all too brief, of an enchantment rare: 
The nights are radiant and pearly,  
The days, pellucid, crystal-clear.

Where played the sickle and fell the corn, a mellow,  
A warm and breathless stillness reigns supreme; 
Spanning the brown and idle furrow,  
A dainty thread of cobweb gleams.

The birds have flown, we hear no more their clamour,  
But winter's angry winds not soon will start to blow - 
Upon the empty fields there pours the azure glow 
Of skies that have not lost the warmth of summer.

* * *
Exists in the autumnal growing 
A brief, but an enchanting phase: 
The day – as if in crystal glowing,  
The dusk – in the resplendent glaze.

Where ears fell to zesty sickle's rending,  
It's bare around; through a widespread range 
Glows only, thinning and unbending,  
A web string on an idle trench.

The air's depleting, quiet – birds have pealed,  
Of nascent wintry storms there isn't a clue,  
And pours the warm and the transparent blue 
Onto a resting field...

* * *
There is a fleeting, wondrous moment 
during autumn's early days: 
time stands motionless, time's a crystal,  
evenings bathe in brilliant rays.

Where sickles swung and crops were toppled,  
there's just an empty wasteland now. 
A strand of glittering web is all you notice 
across an idle track cut by a plough.

The air has emptied. Birds no longer chatter,  
though there's some time to wait for winter's snow and rain,  
and pure and warm, a gentle blue is flowing 
across the resting plains.

[МихалЛисыцын]

Прекрасный тест на падение русской культуры, на эффективность ЕГЭ ! За 6 лет --- всего 33 отзыва, и то от иностранцев и сумасшедших...

[alex.v]

I love listening to poems in a different language

[ТатьянаМ-сз]

Прекрасная музыка, поэзия и прочтение, большое спасибо !!!!

[vusaleebdulova]

Ты просто просто пушка малышка безделушка любимая игрушка ты просто просто пушка

[irinakhrustaleva]

Дочери очень понравилась музыка. Подскажите пожалуйста, что за произведение?

[lookerona]

Благодарю за прекрасные чувства, разбуженные в душе!
Предлагаю музыку для дополнения картины!

Thank you for the wonderful feelings awakened in my soul!
I suggest music to complement the picture!

[Злаятетка-фр]

Прочтение - так себе, акценты расставлены неправильно! Музыка слишком громкая и назойлевая - 100 дизлайков!!!

[ДаняГолубьК]

Во втором классе учим. Тяжеловато, но получается! Всем добра! Любите русский язык! И культуру!

[ГульнараФайзраева]

Отвратительно, не умеете читать стихи не беритесь!