This piece is dedicated to the verse of the russian poet M.LermontovThe angel was flying through sky in midnight, And... Read More
This piece is dedicated to the verse of the russian poet M.Lermontov
The angel was flying through sky in midnight,
And softly he sang in his flight;
And clouds, and stars, and the moon in a throng
Hearkened to that holy song.
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The juvenile soul he carried in arms
For worlds of distress and alarms;
The tune of his charming and heavenly song
Was left in the soul for long.
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(translated from russian by E.Bonver)
