Я могилу милой искал,
Но ее найти нелегко,
Долго я томился и страдал;
Где же ты моя Сулико!
Розу на пути встретил я,
В поисках уйдя далеко,
Роза, пожалей, услышь меня,
Нет ли у тебя Сулико?
Среди роз душистых, в тени,
Песню соловей звонко пел,
Я у соловья тогда спросил
Сулико не ты ли пригрел?
Соловей вдруг замолчал,
Розу тронул клювом легко,
Ты нашел, что ищешь, - он сказал
Вечным сном здесь спит Сулико
Роза, наклонившись слегка,
Свой бутон раскрыв широко,
Тихо прошеплала мне тогда
Не найти тебе Сулико.
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I was looking for my sweetheart's grave,
And longing was tearing my heart.
Without love my heart felt heavy, I cried to the night -
"Where are you, my Suliko? "
Alone among the thorns of the bush
A lone rose was blooming
My heart was beating hard, I had to ask it:
"Where have you hidden Suliko?".
A nightingale hid with bated breath
In the branches of the rose thorn
Gently, then, I asked him if he was the one,
if he had any news of Suliko
The Nightingale lifted his head high
And sang a loud clear song to the stars
His eyes held a gleam, and he cocked his head
As if to tell me "Yes, yes, I know Suliko!"
Suddenly the nightingale fell silent
And softly touched the rose with the beak
"You have found what you are looking for," he said,
In an eternal sleep Suliko is resting here."
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