[lyrics: Fyodor Tyutchev]



Seal thou thy lips, to none impart

The thoughts and dreams that fill thy heart.

There they'll flare up, there sink and die

As do the stars up in the sky

When o'er the Earth night's shadows creep...

Take joy in them - and silent keep.

No secret of thy soul begot

With others canst thou share, for what

Are thoughts, once voiced, but common lies.

Churn up a stream, and silt will rise

And darken it... Drink, drink thou deep

Of waters clear - and silent keep

Live in the world of self - thy soul

Contains of magic thought a whole

Bright universe... The noise of day

Doth threaten it, and light... Essay

To banish these; if joy thou'd reap

Hear thy heart's song - and silent keep