Like a sail that flashes at times
Over the eternal smooth surface of blue waters,
Happiness seemed to be on the side
Somewhere on the horizon.
It seemed we will part as strangers,
Trusting...Read more
Nikolay Myaskovsky (1881–1950)Notebook of lyrics, 6 romances: 2.Like a sail that flashes at times..., op.72/2
Like a sail that flashes at times
Over the eternal smooth surface of blue waters, Happiness seemed to be on the side Somewhere on the horizon. It seemed we will part as strangers, Trusting an unspoken name, And the rustle of poplars To our memories. It seemed we would take a piece Of unattainable dream to a distant city… But we didn’t know that we would soon come Face to face with our destiny. - translations by Igor Prokhorov of texts by Mira Mendelson Õ Close Show records by: listenings count | performer's rating | alphabetical 
recorded in 2015 in Moscow, the House of Russian Radio
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