Connie Jiang深夜花园里，四处静悄悄，
只有⻛儿在轻轻唱。
夜色多么好，心儿多爽朗，
在这迷人的晚上。
小河静静流，微微泛波浪，
水面映着银色月光。
一阵轻⻛，一阵歌声，
多么幽静的晚上。
我的心上人，坐在我身旁，
默默看着我，不作声。
我想对你讲，但又难为情，
多少话儿留在心上。
⻓夜快过去，天色蒙蒙亮，
衷心祝福你，好姑娘。
但愿从今后，你我永不忘，
莫斯科郊外的晚上。
In the deep of night,
The garden is still all-around.
Only the breeze is softly singing.
How pleasant is the nightscape,
How free-flying is the heart
On this night of ambling souls!
A little brook quickly flows,
soft waves lapping quietly;
The water’s surface reflects silver moonlight;
A breath of gentle wind, a breath of singsong —
What a soul-ambling night it is.
The person of my heart
sits by my side
Stealing glances at me, not making a sound.
I want to speak to you,
But am too embarrassed about
How many words I have left in my heart.
The long night quickly makes way
for slow-alighting dawn.
I wish you the best, lovely girl.
From now on out,
You and I – never forget
These outskirt Moscow nights.
